*beep-beep-beep* You slam your hand down on your alarm clock, completely forgetting about how important today was. "Hey y/n! Are you up?", Mark yells from downstairs. You think about responding, but decide to just fall back asleep, since you didn't get much sleep, anyway. You were up all night, worrying about something, but you had forgotten what it was.
"Y/n! Today is your interview, remember? It starts in an hour!". Oh f***, you think as you jump out of bed. You rush through random piles of clothes, not caring about what you wear. You find your black tank top, and a random flannel that looked like yours. You throw all your clothes on, and rush out the door. Suddenly, you are pulled back into your house.
You look to see who pulled you back, and it was Mark. "Mark, what's wrong?", you question, wondering why he needed you. "First off, I didn't get my morning kiss. Also, you're wearing my flannel...", he points out, while laughing. You looked down, and sure enough, you were wearing his well known lucky flannel.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I can go change, if you'd like.", you say, while embarrassed. "Actually, I think it looks amazing on you.". You blush, feeling flustered that he thinks that. Just then, you know just what to do, as an idea forms in your head. Suddenly, you kiss Mark on the lips. "I know it does.", you say, as you pull away.
Note: MUCH TERRIBLE, SO CRINGE, VERY BAD.
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FanfictionUsing my imagination for good! (kinda...) Also, a lot of swearing!