you broke your bed frame a little last night, not telling why... but you were repairing the wooden board that had broken.
"hey um colby?!", you yelled from under the bed.
"yeah babe?", you heard him say when he started walking up the stairs.
"could you give me a hand please?"
"sure."
then you felt something grab your hand and hold it.
you looked out from under the bed and smiled at colby.
"you cute but thats not what i meant.", you laughed and colby pretended to be sad.
"dang it."
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colby brock imagines
Teen Fictiondont take life too seriously, no one makes it out alive