The Yellow Door: Chica

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I look at the doors again. I take a deep breathe and raise a finger towards the yellow door. The rest disappear before my eyes. I look at Mike and (boy) and smile. They nod and hug me goodbye. I walk up to the door and it opens. Walking through the bright light.

I wake up nicely in the morning, sun rising. I smell bacon. I walk out the door to see my favorite person cooking. Chica. The gorgeous blonde. Her long curly hair, her small petite figure. Those gorgeous eyes. She has a sweet taste throughout her entire body. I smile and walk into the kitchen.

"Good mornin darlin!" She claims and smiles at me.

"Good morning love." I reply. "Can I talk to you over breakfast? Alone?"

"No problem. They're all working, so we're completely alone." She says as she puts bacon and eggs on two plates on top of the table along with some tea. I smile at the perfection. I sit down and look at her. She's adorable.

"Chica."

"Hmm?" She stops eating.

"I'm in love with you." She nearly chokes on the words from the food she was chewing. She swallows.

"Really??" She grabs my hand from across the table. I nod. She tears up.

"Be mine. We can run away and adopt children. Live on a farm and be happy." I saw softly. She nods, now crying. I get up and hug her, then kiss my destiny.

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