ᴇʟᴇᴄᴛʀɪᴄ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ♡︎ ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏ ᴇᴀᴛᴏɴ

III

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𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔡 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱

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                        At around seven-ish, Olympia looked around her room for where she placed her walkie.   Once realizing it was in her bag she quickly got changed into darker clothing in an attempt to blend in more when playing Manhunt.  

                               She pulled out a piece of her notebook and a pen to write Anthony a note that there was a good chance she'd be at Eat's treehouse after the game of manhunt.  As she started writing it she heard a knock on her window.   When she glanced over she didn't see anything so she ignored it, assuming a bird flew into it.  

                            Finishing the note, she folded it and went to get up until she heard another knock on the window.  She ignored it again until she heard her window open.  When she looked over at her window she saw Eats climbing through.  

"Eats- What the fuck!?"  She barked at him as he set his bag on her floor.  

"Hey sleeping beauty,"  He said sarcastically, "Manhunt time, you're late.  We're you sleeping or some shit?"  

"No, I was writing a note for Ant,"  She corrected.  "So he doesn't think I was kidnapped by you, piece of shit.  What the fuck are you doing climbing through my window?!"  

"Waiting for you that's what."  He crossed his arms as he took a seat next to her on her bed.  

"There's this thing called, KNOCKING!"  

"I threw pebbles at the window, you didn't answer!"  He defended as he threw his hands in the air as he fell back on her bed.  "Don't act like this will be the first time I'm in your bed."  He winked.  

"You're absolutely sickening Tommy Eaton."  She said slinging her bag over her shoulder as she sat up.  

"You're not denying it-"  He mocked before he was hit in the stomach from a book she threw at him.  

"Get up you piece of shit."  She said making her way down the stairs with him not far behind.  Her smirking a little while he wasn't looking.   

"Alright, jesus Oly you don't have to beat me up all the time."  He rolled his eyes at her as she placed the written note on the fridge for Anthony to see when he got home.  

"Stop calling me Oly."  She scolded, "Only my family calls me that."  she muttered.  

"Okay, Bennett."  He said leaning his head in his hand as he sat at the counter in front of him.  

"You're a dick Eaton."  She said smacking his arm so his head would fall unbalanced.  "Let's go to Davey's."   

"Whatever you say, princess, you know you love me."  He remarked swinging his arm around her shoulder as the walked out the door.  

"Why do you do that."  She said taking his arm off her shoulders.  

"Do what,"  He asked raising a brow, feigning innocence.