we're back at the school before we know it. troy was obviously happy about his own 'sleepover' last night. as he rants on about this girl, i try not to laugh. it looks like abed was right, he was going to have s-e-x. abed nudges me, raising his eyebrows. i send him a knowing look.
on the way out of the study room, britta stops me. she pulls me to the side briskly, her face urgent. "what is it, britta? you look like your about to burst, wow." i point out, amused. she sends me a look, tapping her foot with urgency.
"i am, daisy!" her eyes gleam. "you spent the night with abed last night."
i blink for a moment. "i did." she gestures, slowly, as if waiting for me to get something. and then it hits me. oh. "oh! britta, don't be silly, it wasn't like that!" i laugh it off, since it really wasn't, but a blush still spreads across my face.
she shakes her head, but let's us continue the conversation walking. "so you mean to tell me nothing happened last night?" she's basically begging for details.
i roll my eyes sarcastically. "well, actually britta we..." i look around for dramatic effect, dropping to a scandalous whisper. "built a pillow fort." she wacks me in the shoulder, glaring. i laugh, tipping my head back before finally giving in. "no, we actually just talked. it was really nice."
"that's all?"
"that's not enough?" i tip my head, deciding not to mention the coffee or the clothes-swap. "wait. why do you think something, like, might have happened?" my heart pangs. he's been nothing more than a friend. a sweet friend. who gives me his clothes. and makes me coffee. and let's me borrow his movies. but he also does that for troy and pavel!
she shrugs, playing coy and twirling her hair between her fingers. "well, if you say so.." she runs off, laughing, leaving me with my mouth hanging open. i smile good-naturally, but my im having heart palpitations.
"what did she say?" a voice come up behind me, making me jump. it's only abed, and beside him is troy.
"you scared me!"
was the conversation so obvious?
but it doesn't matter once troy dives into telling a story about his adventures over the weekend, including visiting a red lobster and the bucket in his room. im pretty sure he 'rescued' a couple. kinda cool.
an announcement over the intercom blares.
"is this on...oh! it is!" dean pelton fumbles with the button before regaining composure. "hello, greendale! i have some very exciting news, which i think will interest you all!" his voice is joyous, like always and i can't help the smile that overtakes my face. "i know how much all of you enjoyed the last paintball fight soooo we are going to have another one! now, we learned to drop the bar from a reward much lower this time, so the prize will be...."
guaranteed graduation!!!"
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coffee breath
Romancethis is a story based off of a song called 'coffee breath' by sofia mills, who is very talented. i don't own her song or lryics, but the following is the adaptation of that song into a love story.
