"Dad Pennsylvania is cringe affffff..." I groaned as we stood in front of a field. Pennsylvania was cringe tbh 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🐺🐺🐺🐮🥀⛓️💔🖤
"This is Philadelphia." My dad said, sipping some coffee as we stood with our luggage.
"Idgaf lol" I ran over to a nearby barn and heard some commotion inside
"Pa, I really think I should join the army! I'm already signed up!"
"But Deitrich, you're a German! Your name shows pretty clearly!"
"Pa, I faked my name. They think I'm Douglas Carpenter!"
"Dei- listen to your father."
"Ma, Pa, I want to fight for our country! Against the Nazis! For Uncle Otto!"
I burst in and saw the SHMEXIEST REXIEST SHREKSIEST BOY IN THE ENTIRE SKIBIDI LAND OF BABY GRONK.
"Dang u shmexy-" I said
"Excuse me?" His mother said
"I meant- I have a cat named Rexi."
"Oh, sorry!" She said,
The boy turned around to face me. His beautiful blue orbs stared into me and his hair flipped ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨💗💗💖💖💖💖💗💗💖💗💗💖💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💖💖💖💖💖💖
"Not to be rude, but why'd you break into our barn?" He asked in his SHMEXY American accent. I have a floptropica accent cause I'm a baddie and I'm from there.
"Erm wut the sigma..." I muttered to myself as I thought of an excuse...
"I'M JOINING THE ARMY!" I declared as I grabbed his shoulders and shook him.
His dad pried me off of him and threw me outside. Popping preppy vibes!! 💕💕💗💗💖💖💞💞💓💓🌸🌸🌷🌷🎀🎀🩷🩷👛👛
SLAY QUEEN SLAYYYYY
