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"11 is such a dumbass.." i mumbled,its really cold today and somehow with his company its much colder. Makes me wanna throw him in boiling lava,and see if his coldness could freeze the whole thing. I sighed.
6 hours till christmas,children around me are so hyper and the adults seemed to be enjoying the funny weather. The snow was piling up almost every street,making it look like it passed a snow blizzard,it makes me wonder..
'What the hell is Andrew doing now?'
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"Almost..there.." I could have swore to throw him off the stairs and see how he would react. I can see him in the window,slowly and carefully setting up the gigantic (6.5 :3) christmas tree,that he covered from nakedness. As the star was set on the top,he smiled with satisfaction which i ruined.
"Hello bish,fancy seeing you" He was startled,really. He almost fell off the stairs as he tried to clear the goofy look on his face.
"Learn how to knock,Olaf."
"Wasnt that Anna?" I retorted,he frowned. I smirked.
"If you wanna beat a pro in trashtalking,i wouldnt mind training you bish. CAPS LOCK ON" He smiled,slowly climbing down the stairs trying to stop himself from falling from me. Just kidding.
"Epic comeback you got there. What exactly are you doing here?" He asked,cleaning all the mess he made,throwing them over the nearest bin.
"Last time i checked, i owned this place." He laughed. It was warm and fuzzy,i couldnt help but smile and also hate myself .
'I swear if i have this thing called love interest,i could push myself off a bridge.'
"Last time i checked,this is my apartment." He retorted,recovering from his laugh.
"Seriously,you dont believe me?" He nodded,thinking i was out of my mind. I sighed.
"There's a big gash on the back wall of the refrigerator on your kitchen,i put 3 microscopic CCTV on this place and the server still runs which is on the basement. The stairs have secret panels,which can change it into a wholesome fun slide. And i have thousands of refiles under your bed." He stared at me.
"H-how did you know about the gash?"
"Told you i own this place." I smirked.
"I miss this place though,i wonder if the guns are still safe." I walked upstairs,going to his room,he followed me behind and quickly blocked my way to his room.
"What? Are you afraid that ill see your girlfriend?"
"I dont have a girlfriend. But if you wanna be one i could give it to you."
"Excuse me?"
"A-ah! I mean..nevermind!"
He cleared the way,i made my way and opened the door. His room was messy,really messy. Clothes on the floor,different kinds of toys everywhere. A half lit cigarete and an unmade bed.
"No wonder you dont want me in." I frowned. Still cant admit that my room was messier than his beforeee
"W-well..i didnt have time to clean up." He stammered,typical.
Slowly approaching his bed,i pushed it to the other side,as the bed created friction on the floor showing a secret tunnel.
"No wonder they wouldnt let me push the bed.." Andrew stared in awe.
"May i know who?"
"The caretaker and his bestfriend."
"Jones and Shackles. I see they kept there promises." I smiled,remembering the old times we had.
"Well,i gotta go see the rest of the things i left. You coming?" I called out to him,he smiled wide with excitement.
"Why not?"
