*Discontinued but I'm leaving the story here *
You're name is (Y/N) and you love being a drag king. You're a huge tease and love playing with people hearts. You're favorite drag style is mostly based on the 1940s men clothing. You like to flirt with...
" Brucey bitch! If you don't come out of your house right now I swear I'm going to kick this door down! I am counting to 10 and I'm kicking! 1, 2, 3..." Right after I start counting I hear footsteps coming closer.
" Don't you dare do that again! My mom got pissed off the other five times you did it! I can't afford to pay another door! Damn! You can't even let me change in peace! I only take like 10 minutes while you take like 5 fuckin' hours!"
"4, 5, 6, 7..."
"Are you still counting?! I told you I'm coming! I'm at the door! Don't you, I swear for real to God that I'm going to-..." Bruce finally open the door with a pissed off expression on his pale face. " fucki-". "8, 9, 10!". "Oooof!" I kick Bruce on the stomach pretty hard with my brand new black and white polish dress shoes that flew he right back in his house and landed on his back right on top of his little sister Princess Lego castle. I couldn't help but laugh at my friend face reaction.
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Bruce didn't scream only let out a high-pitched fuuuuuuuuuck with a single tear going down his cheek. " Bah hahahah! Oh my lord! AhahAhah! You should look at your face right now!" I hold my stomach bend backwards laughing way too hard. I know stepping on a Lego hurts like a bitch but now imagine getting kicked on top of it, that must hurt like hell. But it's not my fault! Yeah sure I kicked him but I didn't know he's going to land on top of a castle of Lego! That's his sister fault! But it's hard to stay mad at her, well it's for me at least.~ She's just a little cutie pie just want to be a princess and marry a prince when she grows up.~ That's adorable.~ I just love playing dress-up with her and having a little tea parties. She knows that I'm a woman and that I love dressing in men's clothing. She just tells me that I still look beautiful even though I'm dress like a man and that one day I'm going to have my own queen or king that will love me forever. Squeal! If I somehow get married I hope I get a kid just like her the perfect little princess!~ And if I'm still not married I'll probably just settle down on my own and adopt a princess.~ After my laughter calm down I walked over to Bruce and just kick him off the Lego castle that's been already destroyed. Bruce let out a painful groan, landing on the side and mumbled. "(Y/N)... What. The. Fuck." I bend over so my face is hovering above his head with a shit eating grin on my face. " You're welcome.~"
" 'You're welcome?' YOU'RE WELCOME?! Don't 'you're welcome' me! Why the hell did you kick me?! I thought you said you're not gonna kick the door down if I open it before 10!"
" I didn't kick the door!"
" Yes, you were! You were still going to kick the door after you're done counting to 10! Good thing I was able to open the door before you broke it!"
