Bestie 💗

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What you should know:
F/n= first name
L/n= last name
F/c= favorite color

I wake up on my bedroom floor with a f/c blanket and a pillow. I groan as I feel my back getting stiff. I get up and and go to the kitchen for breakfast.....wait. I haven't bought groceries yet. Ughhh I can't eat!?!?! What kind of horror movie is this!? I put on a white float crop top and some shorts, fashionable rips in them.

 Ughhh I can't eat!?!?! What kind of horror movie is this!? I put on a white float crop top and some shorts, fashionable rips in them

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I go to brush my teeth. I look at the mirror and I almost didn't recognize myself. Moving has really drained the last but of life in me. I put my hair up into a effortless bun and grab my keys.
~time skip~
I arrive home with a smile of satisfaction, they don't call me queen of coupons for nothing! I catch a glimpse of Travis heading to his house. I rush to my door, grocery bags in hand, and am interrupted by one of the most annoying things I've heard.
"He~ey cutie."  I restrain myself from smacking him, my annoyance still visible.
"Travis." Great start to the day. He laughs.
"did I flatter you?"
"No."I try to open the door but, my key decides to rebel against me.
"...sorry, I tend to get flirty with girls. That's the only way I can talk to them. Dante taught me but.....let's just say I'm not taking his lessons. 😅" I bite my lip to keep in laughter.
"Ahem. Its fine Travis. But. Touch me again and I kill you."
"Yes ma'am." he manages to squeak out. I invite him in and set the bags on the counter.
"Woah, you're place is still empty?"
I nod and offer him a Pepsi.
"Guess your company sucks." I jokes.
"Yeah, well, it was cheap." I shrug and Travis helps me out away the groceries. He talks about how everyone has met since highschool, he was so shy, they've been through so many adventures. I laugh and share my background.....or what I want to say.
"Thanks Travis." I say as I drop in the living room floor.
"So!" Travis clasps his hand in front of him, rocking on his heels. "In guessing you rather come to our place rather than sit here and.....stare at your wall." I laugh and can't help but let out a "duh".
Garroth opens the door to greet Travis and I.
"Hey guys!"
I spot Dante and Laurence battling in a video game. Dante notices me first and rushed over to me.
"Hey Y/N!" I guess I passed the flirt stage. Thank Irene.
"Hey guys!" I plop on their couch and a blanket of comfort wraps around me. Finally a couch!
Travis handed me a controller.
"Know how to play?"
I nodded my head and they set up the game while Travis made some nachos. Soon, I was sandwiched between the guys, Garroth and Laurence to my left and Travis and Dante to my right.
Headshot! Double kill! Upgrade!
Every time I ranked first the boys groaned. Dante and Laurence teamed up together to at least dethrone me. It failed so Dante sabotaged Laurence and killed him. I laugh when the screen holds my victory.
Winner: Y/N L/N
Laurence throws his hands in the air, in defeat.
"Come.On!"
Garroth laughs as he comforts Laurence. I guess I dethroned him. Travis pulls me, surprisingly, into a tight hug. It almost suffocated me, but a part of me likes it.
"Where have you been all my life!?!" I let out a small giggle as Travis clings to me and the boys seem to be glaring darts at him.
"Dante you've been replaced! I have a new best friend." He pokes my cheek and I wave his hand away from my face. Dante argues with his statement. But Travis doesn't give in. I check the clock and sigh in disappointment.
"Guys...it's getting late. I'd better head out." Garroth grabs my wrist and shakes his head "no".
"Your place is empty! You can stay here!" I bite my lip, weighing my options.
"Thank you for the offer, but I think I'll pass. You guys are super nice and I really like you guys. But I just met you. Maybe some other time, okay?" Laurence and Garroth glance at each other and nod in understandment.
Travis asks me for my phone number and I give it to everyone, just to stay in touch. We are friends after all. I head out and am greeted with a chilly breeze. My adrenaline kicks in when I see the moving truck at my doorstep. I break into a dash and eagerly jump up and down like an excited puppy.
The man with a clipboard stares at me kinda strange as he taps his pen.
"Miss.....L/N?"
I rapidly nod my head,
"That's me!"

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