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❛ harry styles & paul rudd ❜
DOROTHY RUSHES DOWN HER WOODEN STAIRS INTO THE HOUSES KITCHEN, "Mom?" Her mother is on the land line and her notebook open. It's ten in the morning, and she's dressed in her blazer and pencil skirt.
"And can the gravy come on the side? yes? perfect thank you." She hands up the phone. "Well good morning,"
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"it was weird, she was suddenly nice." — dorothy
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"WE'RE HAVING A THANKSGIVING LUNCH, JUST THE TWO OF US. And I have to head to work for the night." She walks over to the island, picking up her tablet.
"Can I go to a friends house tonight?" Dorothy works up the courage to asks.
But her moms eyes ever leave the screen, "yeah sure,"
"Oh, okay" She back up going back up stairs.
"Come down at 1:15!" Her mom yells up while she's halfway up the stairs.
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WHILE DOROTHY IS SITTING ON HER BED WATCHING YET ANOTHER EPISODE OF GLEE, "Dorothy! I'm heading out!" Again it was weird, her mom never said that before.
She didn't respond, but instead got up shut her door and went to change her outfit. She tried to look... perfect.
Someone rings the door bell. "oh!" She smiles straightening her dress and turning off her laptop.
Dory sweeps up her small backpack and skips down stairs. Opening the door to see the lovely brunette boy with pink filling his cheeks as she walks out. "H-Hey, umm... so here.." he stutters opening the passengers seat door.
"thanks." she whispers climbing inside.
Ricky makes his way around and into the drivers seat, "Can I be honest?" he says starting the engine. He glances at her just seeing her face listening as she buckled her seat belt. "I stayed up all night after our... date. I regretted asking you to go, I'm shitty. I know you don't like these things, and I jus—"
"It's fine, it's something you like." she places her hand on his shoulder briefly. "Stop apologizing for being yourself." she gives him a quick smile before backing out of the driveway.
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THEY WALK UP TO UNFAMILIAR FRONT DOOR, Ricky's hand is intertwined with hers. Tightly. Nini opens the door, "Omg! hi!" she squeals. "We've never met, I'm Nini," she smiles sweetly at her.
