After work, Michael said I should go to Geoff's.
"What? Why?" I asked.
"I just... need some time." He replied.
"I'm coming with you." I replied, and followed him out of the building.
He sighed. "Fine."
Once we got back to his house, I walked to a gas station next door to buy some Mtn. Dew.
And a little surprise.
"Hey, Micoo?" I said, as I walked through the door of his apartment.
"Yeah?" He said from his bedroom.
"I got something."
I walked into his bedroom to see him half naked, no shirt.
I popped the cap on the whipped cream and sprayed it at him.
"Gavin! What the fuck!" he yelled.
He ran at me and grabbed the canister. I ran away, but he shot me with it anyway.
"Micoo!" I screamed.
He tackled me to the ground, lifted my shirt, and shot whipped cream all over my chest and face.
Then there was a knock on the door.
Michael loosened his grip, and I wormed out and answered the door.
"Geoff!" I shouted.
"Oh... uh..." he began, "I can come later. You look... uh... busy."
I looked down and saw whipped cream dripping out of my shirt.
"Oh! Uh... it's not what it looks like!" I quickly shouted.
"You sure?" he asked, obviously trying not to snicker (and failing miserably).
"Yeah! Just a whipped cream fight." I said.
"Okay..." he said, still sounding unsure.
"Well," he continued, "Just wondered if you were staying here tonight or not."
"Uh... yeah." I replied.
"Okay. Bye, dude."
"See ya."
Geoff walked out to the parking lot and drove off, while Michael laid on the floor, covered in whipped cream.
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Forever (Mavin)
Fanfic*THIS IS THE FIRST STORY I WROTE AND IT STARTS OFF REALLLLLLYYYYY SHITTY BUT IT GETS BETTER I SWEAR* I (and probably a lot of other people) just see everyone at Achievement Hunter as Internet celebrities, and sometimes forget that they have their ow...
