I woke up tangled in arms, i looked back and saw corbyn's messy hair and drool covered face. I tried to get up, but i heard corbyn mumble something.
"Christina come back" he groaned
WELL FUCK !!
"corb, it's kari, not christina!" he fluttered his eyes open and mumbled a sad 'oh yeah'. I came up with and idea, and decided to make him some breakfast.
"I'll be right back, go back to sleep" I turn to face him, but this boy was already asleep. I got up and made my way across the hall, into the kitchen.
WHAT THE FUCK DO I MAKE NOW!!
i got it!! I'm gonna make some French toast. How the fuck do I make that ? I quickly ran to my desktop and searched 'recipe for french toast' and clicked the first link. i skimmed through it, and grabbed all the ingredients.
'Beat together egg, milk, salt, desired spices and vanilla.' i grabbed a bowl and cracked the 2 eggs. i rummaged through my drawer and found my measuring spoons and cups. i grabbed the teaspoon and filled it with vanilla extract and dumped it in, with nutmeg and all the other things.
20 minutes later i was done making them, not gonna lie i burnt a few but at least i did it. i grabbed 2 plates, 2 cups and 2 forks and knives. i filled the cups with some orange juice and placed the toast on the plates, and set it down on the table. i walked over to the pantry and grabbed the syrup and placed it on the table as well.
i rushed to my bedroom, and saw corbyn still sleeping. HOW MUCH SLEEP DOES A BOY NEED ! i jumped on him and gave him mini slaps to the face. "WHAT DO YOU WANT SATAN?!"
"WAKE UP HOE! LOOK WHAT I MADE YOU!!" i grabbed his hand and dragged him to the kitchen. literally. i coveredhis eyes, and pushed his plate in front of him, i un-covered his eyes, and sat right in front of him. his eyes widened and smiled.
"thanks karri !" i smiled and nodded. he then just stared at me.
"EAT UP BITCH, THIS TOOK TIME!!"
"DON'T MAKE ME FUCKING THROW THIS AWAY" after laughing hardcore. he finally took a bite and mumbled some crap. he swallowed -(HAHAHAHAH IM SO FUNNY!) and said "woahh, im suprised you didn't burn them and they taste good."
"umm, about that.." i started.
"YOU DID BURN THEM !!" he yelled.
"shut upppppp !" i fought back.
we took so long to eat but we finished, we got already gotten dressed and were watching a movie. corbyn's phone chimed and read something.
"hey kari, i have to go the boys need me for our mash-up."
"oh ok" we both got up and headed to the door, we hugged,
"bye corbyn ! love you ."
"love you too !" and with that he left. i watched as he walked down the hallway.
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