I Don't Get That Reference// Stuart

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"Let's grab a drink." You smiled in the ear of a cute boy in front of you.

"Thanks, but no thanks. Just stop talking to me." His voice sent shivers down your spine regardless of the attitude.

"I'll be your Billy Holden in Stalag 17."

"I don't really get that reference." He sasses.

"Seriously, grab a drink with me."

"If I will, will you stop talking to me?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

Two hours later, you two walked out to your car, getting in and driving to the nearest bar.

You were excited to have a drink with such a cute boy.

A few hours later, you both were a bit drunk and aweing over each other.

"You know, I have a hotel room down the street from here, you wanna see my place?" He asks huskily, his hand resting on your thigh.

"Mhm." You hummed before following him home.

The next day, the realization that you two were going to be on the same team, the night before became an honest mistake.

Let's talk about awkwardness.

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part two in the second booookkkk

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