Andrew Busso

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You were at your bestfriend, Andrews at camp Pulse. You always thought of him as more than a friend, but he never knew that. He was one of the newest pulse protégés and wanted you to come with him, even though you didn't plan on dancing. You were sitting beside him as people came up and took pictures with him, a few asking you for pictures after recognizing you from Andrews Instagram. The line started winding down, and there were only a few girls left in line. After they got their picture with Andrew, he had to run off to start a class he was teaching, but the girls came to talk to you so you politely waiting. "Your the girl from Andrews Instagram, Y/N right?" One of them asked. "Yeah, that's me." You sweetly replied. "Just so you know," one of them began, "we ship it!" She finished, all the girls nodding in agreement. "What?" You asked, confused. "You and Andrew! we ship it!" They said, before running off to a class down the hall.

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