Justin asks you what your "type" is. You giggle and tell him you don't have one, but when he keeps pressuring you to tell, you make up the stupidest thing you can think of. "Well....I like guys that wear leather sports jackets and swim trunks, long finger nails, really straight hair, and a mustache " "A mustache?" He asks. "A mustache. A thick one too! " You say again. Justin looks uncertain, but nods anyway. The next day you hear a knock at your door. You cant beleive the site youre seeing its Justin. He has orange swim trunks on, a black leather jacket, and a blue beanie. You laugh so hard you think you're getting a six pack. "What no mustache?" You question. "Oh yeah!" he says. He pulls a fake mustache from his pocket and applies it to his face. "How do I look?" You laugh again. "Oh you're just so sexy ;)"
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I know this one is kinda bad but I'm trying. :)
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