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"what's up, nel?" he asks so casually, even though i literally just ran away from my home. "oh, y'know, nothing much." i say, waving him off. we were standing on his porch about to walk inside, after riding all the way back here from my house. a good fifteen minutes.
"so, you up for the quarry today? i get it if you're not, but i'd hate to have you miss this nice six pack." richie says, winking and rubbing his flabs. "a six pack of soda pop?" i ask, laughing. he shoots me a glare before laughing it off himself.
"so, what exactly is the quarry?" i say, a bit confused. you'll see. let's head over to stan's house, it's right down the street. the rest of the gang are probably already at his house, anyways." he says, getting back onto his bike.
"sorry, still learning names. which one is stan? noodle head?" i ask before giggling to myself. "you would be correct." he asks before i hop onto the back of his bike, ditching my skateboard.
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roses - richie toizer
Fiksi Penggemar"one rose for every ounce of love i have in my body for you..."
