OS 4: dylan.

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Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

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Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

"Dylan, I swear." You warned, glaring at him as you fixed your apron. Dylan smirked smugly, lifting his hand up a bit. Ding!

"Quit it." The male lifted his eyes to you. "Yup."

"What do you want?" You groaned, folding your arms as you raised a brow. "Come on! Please, just this one date!" he pleaded.

"For the last time dylan, no." You responded, sighing lightly.

"But, yo-"
"No." You cut him off.
"But, you sai-"
"No."
"Y/-"
"No."
"No?"
"Yes."

Your eyes widened, going silent for a minute as you tried to come up with words. "Wa-"
"HA!" Dylan smiled goofily, pointing a finger a you. You groaned slightly as a small blush managed to crawl up to your cheeks. "I hate you, shut up!"

"You love me." He teased. "Don't underestimate me." You sent him another glare, puffing out your cheeks.

"So..about that date?"

"Fine, o'brien."

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