"Okay, I think it's safe to say we're all done with your guys shit", Lachlan growled crossing his arms and gritting his teeth.
Right now I had my arm around Mitch's head in a headlock after he had been making faces at me behind my head, he was still giggling too, even if my arm was squeezed up against his throat.
"Yeah and you need to do something about it", Vikk finished.
There was a moment of silence our group of friends probably thinking of an idea.
"I've got an idea, I make a bet that you two can't be roommates for three months and take care of something without ripping each other's guts out", Rob smirked proudly.
"...I want you to prove us wrong", Preston finished Rob's sentence.
And so those were the words that got me here, walking around in the pet shop with my enemy.
Our friends forced us here to find a pet small enough to keep together.
Rolling my eyes Mitch quickly darted from animal to animal. Excitable son of a bitch.
"What about a hamster?", Mitch asked, his hands on his knees looking at the small fuzzy creature in its cage.
"Ew no, they're ugly and small and weird", I grimaced at the thought of owning one.
Mitch sent an angry glare my way before looking behind him at another cage. "What about a mous-?"
"No! Ew, that's even worse!", I frowned shaking my head at the idea of a mouse.
As you can tell, I'm not exactly an animal lover.
Mitch groaned dragging his feet probably to another cage somewhere.
I followed Mitch and saw his face light up as he walked over in a beeline to the fish area. "I've always wanted a fish", Mitch sighed dreamily. "Were getting one and you have no choice in the matter".
"Bu-"
"No buts", Mitch shushed me walking himself into the maze of fish tanks that housed hundreds of small colourful fish.
Mitch smiled and gasped looking at each individual fish as I followed him, monotone as fuck.
Mitch then frowned and looked closer at one, one that seemed insanely plain. The fish looked half asleep to be honest with black scales/skin (I don't fucking know?!) and fucking eyes that looked about as round as bowling balls.
"This one looks funny", I joked meanly.
"It reminds me of you", Mitch laughed turning around from the tank and poking his tongue out at me.
I glared at Mitch saying nothing, I mean I can't compete with that, cause let's be honest here, that was pretty good.
Anyway in silent agreement we decided to buy this plain as fuck fish with the bowling ball eyes. So we asked the helper lady to get the fish in a plastic bag for us and as simple as that the fish was soon in the bag with me holding it (very reluctantly, might I add).
And as I dropped the bag out of shock because the fucking fish banged up against my hand(!) and Mitch yelled and laughed at me, I could already tell this little fish was the end of my normal life and the start of my own personal hell.
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A/N well this is unexpected isn't it... well let's get to the point; NEW STORY INBOUND :D:D:D
FUCK YEAH. You hype? Im hype.
Well for the starting of this new and very out of nowhere book, I want/ Need to say a few things :3 (or 2 a 'few sounds' better tho... Let's be honest)
ONE: VERY IMPORTANT! The idea for this book is not originally by me. I was given the idea by agirlwhofans who in my opinion is an awesome writer :D (aka my way of saying, do yourself a favour and check them out :3).
TWO: These chapters might be a bit more short and banter-ous (<- that's not a word but it sounds cool so...) ,No real intense plot (actually I lied there'll be a lil bit of plot) or triggering stuff or shit like that... OH BUT WARNING, YEAH. Swearing, lots of it, as you can
already tell I'm acting like a sailor here so you have been warned.
I have no idea how to end this extremely long A/N so... Bye
