It was early morning when Einstein went downstairs to see his lovely girlfriend Germaine, they were allowed to have sleep overs but only if they slept in different rooms, she was cooking pancakes for him. *bzzz bzzz* Germaine's phone started vibrating, it was a notification. Einstein, being a good boyfriend checked it for her, "Germaine..." He said as he looked up from her cellular device, "yes darling" she responded, you could tell she was nervous. "Why is there a farmers only notification on your phone... From some guy named... Obama..! You're cheating on me!" Einstein stormed out of his own house unaware that he did so, now he couldn't go back inside or he would be confronted by a small pissed off bartender with a hot pan, not good.
Einstein was so upset, he couldn't believe she was cheating on him! He rummaged through his car to find a small amount of cash and he drove straight to a small Mexican restaurant in an obscure part of town. "If she wants to cheat on my then so be it! I'll have tacos without her!" He muttered under his breath.
Once he got in there he caught the eye of a young artist. The smell of black hair spray made Einstein's loins tremble.
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Picasso x Einstein
Historical FictionThis is a high school AU where Picasso and Einstein r like "best friends"