Dami sat, forlorn at the breakfast table, looking down at the food she depressingly prepared that morning. Alyssa sat, completely unaware of Dami's issues, and continued to eat. "I'm gonna go upstairs for a bit," Dami said, pushing her food to the side.
The second floor looked better than the first, still messy, but at least the clothes were picked up. Dami sat on the small worn out couch Alyssa acquired from her grandmother Karen. She thought deeply about her feelings, and what she should do. Suddenly, she looked over to see her phone vibrating. The caller ID was unknown. Hesitantly, Dami picked up the call.
"H-Hello?" She whispered into the phone.
"random people are doing rthis..." a younger girl said, the typo audible, "IM SO FUCKING HYPED PLEASE" the girl said, louder. "This girl is on something..." Dami thought to herself.
"Why are you calling me?" Dami asked. The girl on the phone paused, before answering:
"Aren't you Chloe Pratt?" The girl said, to which Dami's head began to spin. "Why did she think I was Chloe...?"
"Y-Yes," Dami answered confidently. She had no idea why she chose to spit such a white lie, but the words had already escaped her.
"Oh, so you are her! Haha, I was wondering why you were acting so off... are you feeling alright?" The girl asked, close to the phone.
"Oh haha... I'm alright, just tired... say I'm really not feeling well, what was your name again?" Dami asked, trying to protect her lies.
"Why it's Limin, silly. Are you sure you're alright? We had like every class with each other last year," Limin said, pushing Dami.
"Uh... uh-anyway I-I need to go... I'll uh- talk to you later," Dami said, hanging up without waiting for a response. "What have I done...." Dami thought to herself.
"DAMI! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR DINNER, WHERE IS IT?!!" Alyssa yelled, walking upstairs.
"Oh-uh okay I'll get on it...." Dami replies to Alyssa, looking at her phone.
"Hey are you alright?" Alyssa said, her tone changing. Dami was surprised at the change in pace, but began speaking anyway.
"There's this girl... you know across the street? And I-well I don't know... I'm not sure how I feel," Dami began, looking up at Alyssa.
"BRO, is it that Chloe girl?" Alyssa asked, stepping closer, "IS THAT WHY YOUR CHEEKS AS RED AS MY RICK ROSS JUICY SUPREME ALL NATURAL TOMATOES I PICKED YESTERDAY?" Dami flushed red, recalling the memory.
"ALSO LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND!" Alyssa said, running downstairs. Dami sat up, curious. Within seconds, Alyssa ran back up the stairs holding a tiny ass ginger cat. Dami, unamused fell back onto the couch.
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Spicy Chami
FantasyDami Frog had just moved in a suburban home, into Alyssa's house in Northern California. She was expecting a normal life with her friend... until she met her sexy neighbor, Chloe Pratt.
