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" YOUR LIES AREN'T GOOD. " He told you.
Somehow, Glen convinced you to ditch school tomorrow and go to the drive-in with him. You were reluctant at first because lying was not exactly your forte, but he offered some help. So there you were in his room, trying your best to lie to your parents, but not succeeding.
After what seemed like hours, you finally gave up, your honesty getting the best of you. You let out a defeated huff and plopped down beside him on the bed, looking at him with a pout.
He sat up from his slumped state and let out a chuckle, amused by your frustration. Glen placed a light kiss on your forehead, trying to make you feel better about your shitty lying skills. "You're cute when you're frustrated."
