BENJIS POV
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Benji washed his hands, looking at himself in the mirror. This whole thing is going pretty well, actually... he thought to himself.
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There was a harsh bang on the door, making him jump. "Woah... uh, hey, occupied." He said, as Abby walked into the room.
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"Jorge Garay? Seriously? What, are you gay now?"
"No, I'm not. Why do you care?"
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She rolled her eyes, looking down at the yellow sweatshirt that was on the counter. "Aww... this is so cute! Is it his?"
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He didn't reply, giving her the answer she wanted. She unfolded it and put her arms through.
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"It fits perfectly. How do I look?" She asked, smiling.
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Benji sighed. "You look good, Abby. You always look good. Okay, come on. Give it back"
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"Umm.... no..." She continued, "I think I'm gonna keep it for a while, kay? Don't worry, I won't tell. Have fun with Jorge." She winked, leaving.
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What the fuck.
YOU ARE READING
its all fake -- benjey
Fanfictionjorge could feel his stomach drop as he looked through his closet to find his notes, or, lack-thereof. or: jorges love letters get sent out with benji first in line to receive one.
