-walking downtown// 5 pm-
August: sooo
You: sooo
August: my fault about earlier
You: it's whatever
August: so you not mad at me
You: I was never mad August
August: okay okay
You: *holds August hand*
August: small ass hand
You: *laughs*
-in Dunkin donuts-
August: damn can I get some
You: callaté
(while you put another munchkin in if your mouth, you notice August staring at you)
You: yes? *you say with food in your mouth*
August: nah nothing, your just mad beautiful.
You: *wipes your fingers on a napkin* that's new
August: wym?
You: you don't usual say things like that
August: then lemme start damn
You: okayy shit
August: okayy the hell
(Y'all start laughing)
~Next day~
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Teen FictionYour a brazilian transfer student, female, age 16, and your start your new life in another town, but things turn for a twist when you get too comfortable.
