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michaels pov

pulling up into the driveway of my three story house I sigh. i really dont want to argue right now, and im going to try to be nice, but senna is difficult.

she has always been (well, since ive known her) the type of person who will take her side of the story no matter what. deciding to just go for it, i get out of the car, and go inside.

inside troye is on his computer, probably editing or tweeting. (hey thats me!) i walk in and greet him, then ask him where senna is. i walk up the stairs to sennas office -where troye said she was,- and knock on the open door. "yeah?" she asks.
"can i come in?" she sighs, but says yes.

M: can i talk to you?
S: uhh, yeah i have time i guess.
M: okay. troye told me about playlist, how hes going to orlando. why didnt you tell me?
S: i must have forgot. ive been kinda busy lately, i have to shoot some things for people, i have a calender i need to shoot, and i still have to edit some of the pictures i did for troye. im sorry.
M: okay. its okay. but i have another thing i want to talk about.
S: okay..
M: whats wrong with us? why are we always fighting over stupid stuff?
S: michael... i really dont want to talk about that right now..
M: okay. bye.

sighing once again, i leave the room. i head back downstairs, and ask troye if he wants to go get some pizza. he (of course) agrees, and we head out.

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"so when exactly is playlist?" i ask, taking a bite of pizza. "i leave tomorrow." troye says, like its no big deal. "hmm. i think that means we need to do something togetherrr... how about you decide."

troye eventually decides that we can go see a movie, and then go to the mall.

*wonders why im single then remembers i look like an ugly 8 year old*

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