"Where are you going? Are you leaving already?"
Brendon looked up from where he was on the couch, tying his shoes on, to see Kayla standing in front of their bedroom door, blanket wrapped around her. "Hey, baby. How was your nap?"
"Where are you going?" She repeated.
Brendon sighed. "I have a deal."
Kayla nodded slowly. "Just, be careful, okay?
"I always am," he stood up and kissed her forehead. "I'll see you tonight?"
She shook her head. "I already promised the girls I'd go out with them. If they knew I canceled on them for you they'd be mad at me."
Brendon crossed his arms insecurely. "I still don't get why they hate me so much."
"Because of the weed," she laughed lightly. "They say you're gonna corrupt me."
"Only if you want me to," he winked at her.
"Ew!" Kayla laughed. "I hate you!"
"Mhm," he smiled before opening the door. "Text me, okay?"
"I will. Bye."
"Bye, baby."
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bad at love ↛ multiship
Fanfiction"how are we this bad at love?" in which you get an insight on five disastrous relationships
