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hey I am very sorry

I FORGOT TO PUT THE PICTURE IN ON THIS ONE OOPS

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*Elliot's POV*

"Hey Elliot." The sound of the door swinging open and keys jangling startles my rest.

"Hey, B. How'd it go?" I question him, propping myself up on the arm of the couch.

"Not well..." He admits sullenly. I tilt my head in concern.

"What happened?"

Brendon goes on to explain Sarah's suspicion, leading to him getting kicked out.

"I guess I shouldn't make promises I can't keep..."

"It's not your fault. You couldn't have known something would happen... between us." By now Brendon sits next to me on the couch.

"Yeah, I suppose you're right. I just feel so bad for Sarah. I tried to tell her that. I just didn't know what to say when she asked about you. I was afraid to lie, even if it meant keeping Sarah neutral about you. Now she's angry at both of us."

"Telling the truth, especially in these situations, will save you a lot of trouble in the future. Trust me." I smile at him.

He looks down, giving a small smile. "Okay. Now..." He looks up. "I have something to ask of you."

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

"May I have the pleasure of taking you on a date?" He looks directly into my eyes.

Instead of an answer, I simply smile and say, "You'll have to try harder than that, Brenny."

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