PROMISE ME A PLACE IN YOUR HOUSE OF MEMORIES
yo I hope you guys had a happy easter
so last Easter my parents had the golden egg in the deep end of our pool and my sister and I found it at the same time so she ran off to go get the pool skimmer but I just went YEET and dove in and got the egg so yep 20 bucks for me yeet
and this year another golden egg was at the bottom of the pool and my sister was taking off her shoes bc they were new and she didn't wanna ruin them and I ran straight past her and jumped in and I got the egg yay right
NOPE
THE EGG HAD A NOTE IN IT THAT SAID "APRIL FOOLS" IM T R I G G E R E D
i'm disowning these people as my parents if any of yall wanna take me in that'd b cool
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Y/N POV
I threw my head back and laughed as Dan retold an awkward story of his as we walked out of Starbucks. I finished off my [favorite Starbucks drink] and threw it into the trashcan on the curb. I waved down a taxi and it pulled up beside Dan, Phil, y/b/f, and I.
y/b/f and I waved goodbye to the boys and I climbed into the taxi. y/b/f to slid in beside me and waved at Dan and Phil once more before shutting the door.
~*~(time skip brought to you by the sad dimple)
A week had passed and I had almost completely settled in in y/b/f's house. I was sitting in the living room one rainy Sunday afternoon when y/b/f walked in and threw a newspaper down on the coffee table.
"You need to start looking for a job if you want to pay me back for letting you stay here." She sat down next to me on the loveseat and took a sip of my tea.
I had thought of it before, but she never discussed it with me so I assumed she was letting me stay here out of love. "Oh, I, uh, I kind of just assumed you took me in because I'm your best friend."
y/b/f looked at me for a moment before laughing. "Oh, sweet, naive y/n." She reached up and ruffled my hair. I stared at her before trying to brush off her harsh words and laughing.
y/b/f stood and went into the kitchen to make herself some tea. I picked up the newspaper and saw that she had circled jobs that were near our flat.
Or, rather, her flat.
I scanned the paper and saw a few openings as waitresses at local diners and baristas at cafes and coffee shops.
I heard my phone ding and put down the newspaper. I saw a notification from "hobbit boy" and smirked as I unlocked the phone.
hobbit boy
hey, i need ur help at my flat
I raised an eyebrow and texted back.
hobbit boy
alright, I'll be right over
Rushing to my room, I called to y/b/f over my shoulder. "Hey, I'm going over to Dan and Phil's place."
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Fanfictionhob·bit ˈhäbət noun a member of an imaginary race similar to humans, of small size and with hairy feet, in stories by J. R. R. Tolkien. When y/n moves to London, England to get a fresh start, she encounters two men who seem nice enough and befriends...