Try to remember, Anne. Didnt you have an allergy to berries which made your nose bleed?
The last time I had a nose bleed was with Andy,due to his blue berry smelling jacket. He used to peck at my nose too.
Oh god no
Was Leah a hallucination? And whoever I'd just spent a Saturday was Andy?. Leah's joke rang in my ears
"You know,I felt like Dr.Frankenstein while I was stitching you up."
That couldn't be, I saw Leah with me,we were like inseparable.
Like two lovers.
I think you mean SOULMATES.
What's the difference?
You love her,but she doesn't.
WHY?
I felt tears prick my eyes,I hastily wiped them away and looked at Leah, who was jamming out to misfits.
I saw Starbucks and signalled with my hand to stop.
The tires squealed due to her poor driving skills, I sighed deeply and went inside,the smell of coffee almost making me moan again.
Such a coffee whore.
I spotted Rod,who a get-the-fuck-out-of-my-face-creep look. I raised an eyebrow at him and sat down on the seat.
Little did he know that he mistook this creep for Leah on the line. Dipshit .
I chuckled darkly to myself just stared at the ground while Leah and rod talked shyly to each other.
I was horrible at third-wheeling,or that's what I thought.
"Excuse me, miss. What would you like to drink?"
I snapped my head to look at this peculiar person and realized that I had order something quickly.
"I would like a hot choco mocha,with a donut please."
Wait who was paying again?
Yeah rod would be paying. He he he,I should ordered something expensive.
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ANNE
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