˗ˏˋthe bakeryˎˊ˗

eleven..

"so what's your name?" i asked her.

"lana."

lana. such a gorgeous name.

"well, thanks."

wait, i just that aloud?

"yeah."

i gotta stop.

"it's cute, though."  she giggled.

i blushed and shook my head.

"so, brain-talker, what's your actual name?"

"jack." i replied.

"suits you. better than brain-talker." she said.

i laughed along with her.

"no! you fucking stupid little piece of shit game! these fucking little people are either not working or they're acting stupid! god!" johnson's familiar voice yelled.

"you're friend?" lana asked.

i looked over at her.

"yeah." i sighed.

"hey, johnson. calm down. it's just a game, bro."

"it freaking played me, though!"

i rolled my eyes.

"i see you finally got the balls to talk to dream girl." johnson smirked.

"hey, i'm jack. but call me by my last name, johnson." he said, giving lana a handshake.

"i'm lana. but, you can call me by my first name, lana." she said.

johnson laughed and slung his arm around her shoulders.

"yeah, we're gonna become great friends." johnson said to me.