Sam's pov -
Liam and Anastasia entered the room loudly, there were giggles and chuckles and oh shit are they holding hands??????
I raised an eyebrow to mess with them, and Liam turned a wonderful shade of tomato before letting go of Anastasia's hand.
I walked up to them, ready to tell them that after they left, I pulled the cake from the oven, and let it cool on the counter when I spotted something. Something just wow.
I gasped dramatically before shrieking, "LiAm DaViD jOnEs Is ThAt A hIcKeY I SeE?"
As expected, he turned beet red. Honey, you need some milk.
Ana pecked him on the cheek before looking straight into my face and proclaiming, "Damn straight it is. Where the fuck is my cake?"
"It's on-on the counter." I sputtered, staring after her as she strolled over to the kitchen counter and started frosting the cake with her left hand instead of her right one.
Liam clapped me on the shoulder before muttering, "exactly."
He started to walk away, but I scrambled after him, wanting to know the answer to the most important question ever :
"Can I be the flower boy?"
Liam choked on the sip of Dr.Pepper he was drinking, while Anastasia, overhearing the conversation from the kitchen, dropped her icing covered spatula, while sputtering for an answer.
This is gonna be really, really fun.
A/N
Hola my mutant fish bitches I still need a beta and Sam is such a vine child it's not even funny
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