Hey guys! Look at me! Updating somewhat regularly! I feel proud of myself. Okay well in this there's a bit more Lafayette and therefore french. Look to the end for translations! Enjoy!
February 12th
Lafayette broke into my apartment and I was currently trying to shove his cul français out.
Currently, he was lounging on my couch trying to talk to me about relationship stuff and crap but all I care about is getting him out.
Merde, he just found my phone.
Laf... put that down je jure devant Dieu...
Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette! You come back here right now!!
He only laughs at me as he runs off to my room.
I need to find better friends.
I chased after him calling him a few select things in french that I will not print here for there could be innocent children. (Ignoring the previous french statements.)
When I finally jumped him onto my bed, I get a face full of his stupid man bun.
He throws something at me before running off.
He throws a "Your welcome!" over his shoulder before he runs out of my apartment.
Couard.
I open my phone to see what damage he has done.
Other than a few selfies of him laughing I don't see any real damage.
Huh, maybe I was worried about noth—
Wait.
I check my messages to John.
To My Freckled Angel: I think I like you, a lot.
Sous-merde.
I tense as I look at my phone, but relax when I see he didn't get to send it.
... Well, I mean, I could send it.
He hasn't look at my texts in a while anyway, he'd probably never see it.
Alright I'll send it.
I press send.
And HOLY MERDE HE READ IT!
I quickly retrace and after three attempts I find something else to say.
To My Freckled Angel: I get it if you don't like me back, but please at least tell me.
Ugh, I regret everything.
Translations:
(cul français = french ass; je jure devant Dieu = I swear to God; Couard = Coward; sous-merde = This apparently means someone who is worse than merde.)
As you see, I had Alex embrace more of the french language as Lafayette is here. I think he would probably revert back to french more when they're hanging out together. Okay, I'll update again soon! Bye!
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