Ingrid Goes West Premiere

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"I cannot wait for this sh*t to be over, so I can lose that girl who is just insane," I joked after seeing my girlfriend, unknown to the media, wearing the same thing as me at the Ingrid Goes West Premiere.

I don't know how she knew what I was going to wear since we got ready in different places, not ready for anyone to find out about us, the only people who know are our family and friends.

I come from behind her while she's talking about how alike we are, "She is a psycho," I say walking away, giggling.

That night in Aubrey's house, I asked her, "How did you know what I was going to wear?" Aubrey just smirks and replies with,"Magic."

"You're a creep," I say giving her a kiss. "You love it," she smirks and by the look on my face she knows she was right.

After a little we cuddle up in the couch and put on a movie, I fall asleep 5 minutes after the movie started. I feel strong arms wrap around me, and lay me down on the bed. A little while later the bed dips down, signifying someone got in bed with me.

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The next morning, I wake up to the smell of something burning, the bed cold beside me. "Aubrey," my voice alert and confused.

"Uh don't come in the kitchen," I hear in reply and the sound of the doorbell ringing. A few minutes later, Aubrey comes in, "I made breakfast." I raise an eyebrow, "Is that what the smell was," I ask.

"What... I don't know what you're talking about," she says sarcastically. I get up and follow her to the kitchen where there was perfectly golden brown pancakes on the table with eggs, bacon, sausage, and coffee.

"Wait, so what was that burning smell," my brows furrow looking at Aubrey. "I don't know what you're talking about, my love,"she responds with a kiss on my lips.

We exchange kisses throughout breakfast, once we are done eating I take Aubrey and I's dishes and clean them while she takes a shower.

I use a paper towel to wipe my hands, after I'm done cleaning up my hands,  I open the trash to throw away the paper towel. "Aubrey, you are going to be the death of me," I whisper to myself when I see what is inside the trash.

Lying in the trash is burnt breakfast, and an empty IHOP bag.

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