T| Cool With You

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AVA

I dust my hands and look around my newly unpacked room in satisfaction. Although I have yet to run across my roommate.

I shrug it off and pull a hoodie and my slides on. I walk out and lock the door before heading out of the building.

Looking around, I spot a McDonalds in walking distance and head towards it in a fast manner.

Almost a little too excited, I burst through the door and head to the counter.

"Hi, welcome to McDonald's. How may I help you?" A girl about 16 asked me. I gave a polite smile and said," one Big Mac and a large sweet tea to go."

"Coming right up," she smiled. After receiving my cup, I go to the machines and get my tea before standing out of the way of other customers.

"Order 49," I heard an employee call out. I check my receipt and I had order 50. With a sigh I lean back into the wall.

"Order 50," I heard after a few minutes and I headed to the front.

"Thank you, have a great day," he dismissed with a nod.

"You, too," I smiled as I grabbed my food the walked away. I walk back to the room with my food.

I unlock the door and head straight to the couch with my food. I let out a moan of happiness when the Big Mac touches my tongue.

"That isn't healthy for you," I heard from behind me.

I let out a screech and I flew backwards and landed on my butt. Clenching onto my burger I look up to see the bastard who decided to give me a heart attack.

"And neither is giving a person a heart attack," I nearly shouted. "Oops," he said dismissively with a smirk.

"Dumbass," I muttered as I got up taking another bite of my burger.

"What's this?" He asked as he picked up my drink.

"Cat piss," I stated and took another bite of my burger.

He shrugged and dipped from it. "You ogre," I shouted as I lunged to take my drink back.

"You drink sweet tea?" He asked as his face scrunched up.

"Yeah, problem?" I asked. He rolled his eyes.

"Wait, who are you?" I asked realizing I didn't know him. "Your roommate," he smiled.

"You? A boy? But...how?" I said aloud.

"Oh sweetheart, I'm no boy," he smirked while flexing his muscles.

"Oh, sweetheart, shut the fuck up," I retorted storming to my room with my burger and tea.

"Hey, is it cool with you if I invite my friends over?" He asked from outside my door.

"Eat shit," I replied.

"Thanks," He called out.

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