AN: I'm stuck with writers block so I'll give you guys a little one shot.
(f/f): Favorite food
All of your life you had always wanted to fall in love. But your sister had always warned you of the consequences.
Sara would always tell you how stupid love was. Because if you love someone so much, but they don't love you back you can get sick and die.
You were afraid of that happening to you so you always stayed in your room dreaming of what it would be like to be in love.
"(Y/N)!! Sara!! Dinners ready!" Smelling the sweet smell of (F/F), you run downstairs to find your mother setting up the dinner table.
You grin. A bit after you, Sara comes downstairs to join dinner. Your sister was way older than you, so she was busy trying to find a good job.
Sara smiles seeing the food. It had always been a family favorite.
Once you all get settled down your father tells all sorts of corny jokes.
Your mother ended up scolding him for the stupid jokes and talking during dinner. Your father can only laugh. As far as you were concerned, life was so much better like this.
"Okay everyone, my friend is going to come over tomorrow to hang out with me. (Y/N) she has a son around your age so he's gonna come with. So you best be on your best behavior. You to Sara." Your mother says.
"Mom I'm 25. And I have a job interview tomorrow." Sara complains.
You looked down at your plate, 'I'm 16 now...'
"Mother I'll be nice but why is her son gonna be here too?" You ask genuinely confused.
"He's going to join us all for dinner"
That night you laid in bed, thinking how tomorrow will play out. You want to be nice and make a new friend but you also just want to lock yourself in your room to paint.
That night you had troubles sleeping.
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You had woken up around 1pm Your mother said that they were gonna be there at 2, you only had less than one hour to get ready.
Rushing out of bed you ran down the hallway to your bathroom. Rushing to brush you teeth and brush your hair. Your poor sister was just trying to get ready for her interview when she almost bumped into you.
You apologize to her for scaring her.
Running back to your room you chose a cute yet comfy outfit. You did your hair a bit more. And surprise, surprise. You were ready on time.
After smiling at yourself in the mirror you hear a knock at the door. Your mom asked you to go get it. You sprint down the stairs to the door. Upon opening it, you open it to find a smiling lady. Next to her was a boy. He towered over you and the lady. You opened the door wider and welcomed them in.
"Thank you so much. Say are you (Y/N)?" You nod your head to the lady. And she smiles.
"Your mother talks a lot about you and your sister. Well this is my son Tom." The lady gestures over to Tom. You look up at Tom and smile.
"It's nice to meet you Tom!" Tom just nods back to you.
Your mother walks down the stairs to greet her friend. Leaving behind Tom with you. You look up to Tom.
"It'd be kinda boring hanging out with our mothers. Do you wanna go do something."
Tom looks down at you.
"What do you have in mind?"
Surprised at how smooth Toms voice was you seemed a bit shocked. But you thought for a second.
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