i was at my favourite store, and looking for some yummy cereals.
,,nesquicc, poppsies, ciniminies, honey rings-...“ i sighed.
i just slowly turned around, ,,crusty clown's, chocolate musli..‘‘ and sat on the floor. i was wondering, why can't i have some normal cereals. i looked upper, and then it hit me. THESE!
fucking ultra yummy 'boomerals'. i jumped on mah feet and tried to get 'em. but i can't 'cuz i'm short dummy dum. ok i am going to die.
ok screw it maybe someone can help me.
welp, i walked away from my boomerals and looked for some guy or woman to help me. i was like some strange strangery strange-pedo, but ok.
i don't knoooowwww wich. that woman in pink sweather, or that man with scary long legs? or i can ask that man, he looks like he works here. nonono, the girl with packages of lays! no. what about-
i looked a little bit into the left, and-
p-papa franku the man? omg yes, yes, yes, he- his eyes, his glasses and his strange charm that he gives- i feel ucjskshakdjhs.
oh no i realised that he realised i stare at him.
he slowly walked to me, and said:
,,huh, hi bab' u wanna sumfink, or i am just so secsy?‘‘ the guy smirked.
,,i just- looked for someone who can hand me the b-boomerals.‘‘ i felt my face heat up. ,,here you go.‘‘ he winked at me, and handed me these yummy cereals. i was going to take 'em, b-but my hand touched his and i-
i think i just fell in love.
,,thank y-yew, anyways my name is y-y/n.‘‘
he smiled in a strange way and said ,,i am filthy frank, but you can call me papa franku.‘‘ ,,si papa franku, see you lateh.‘‘ i mumbled for myself. he heard it and handed me his phone number and then walked awayeh.
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A/N: okay don't beat me up, ikr it's bad. i just wanted some serious stuff but papa franku is djsgrakjdba we all miss him sm :(( and ikr that my english is bad leave me alone 🤧✋anyways stan george k. miller we love ya.
xoxo, filthy barb.
