Brothers Best Friend | corbyn besson

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While we're waiting on our milkshakes, I get my phone out, and get on snapchat.
"Here, take a picture of us."
She takes the phone from me and holds it horizontally. She lays her head on my shoulder and smiles. She takes the picture.
Emma hands the phone back to me.
"Thanks." I say.
I put a heart somewhere on the picture, and send it to my story.
The waitress comes over with our milkshakes. She smiles at us and hands us our milkshakes.
Emma's phone was laying on the table, blowing up with tons of text messages and snapchats.
"You should probably answer them." I say.
"Nah, they're probably all about you on my story."
"I mean, I'm pretty hot, I can't blame them."
She rolls her eyes.
"Fine, I'll answer them."
Emma opens one of them. "OH MY GOD WHO IS THIS😍😍"
She opens the camera and takes a picture of us. She puts as the caption, "Someone that can't ever possibly like you:)" and sends it. I laugh at that.
"Here, you deal with the rest of them. I need my milkshake now."
I take the phone from her and open another girls snapchat. It reads: "Who is this? And where'd ya find him?"
I send this girl a picture of me. "Hey, I'm Corbyn." I send it.
I look over at Emma. She's too busy drinking her milkshake to notice me. I turn her phone off and place it right by me. I start drinking my milkshake.
When we get done with our milkshakes, I pay for them, and it's already 10:00 pm.
We get in the truck, finally breaking off holding hands. The ride home was pretty quiet. Besides a few songs on our phones, it was quiet. We reached her home and went back into her room to start watching something on netflix.