Andrea
May 3, 2014 ; 12:07 AM
Matt drove us to Times Square. We got there in about 35 minutes from the tree house.
During the drive, Matt made small talk about the tree house.
"Andrea?"
"Hmm?" I mumbled.
"You know the tree house we just went to? Remember how I told you, you were the first person that I ever brought there."
"Yes." I said as I looked at him.
"Remember how I told you my dad built that for me?" I nodded.
"He specifically told me that it was my tree house."
"Okay?" I said.
"Well it's not my tree house Andrea."
"What do you mean?" I questioned.
"It's our tree house."
I stayed silent.
"And I think we should call it: The Mattrea Tree House."
I started laughing.
"Or, or thee uh! The Mandrea Tree House! Or The Aatthew Tree House!"
"Haha how cute. Our ship name?!" I spoke sarcastically.
"Ooh! Better yet! How about: Thee Andrea Tree House!"
What?
"Huh? I hear no ship name in it?! Just my name?!" I asked.
"That's the point. The tree house is 'about me' and you basically sum up everything in my life." he spoke.
"Haha- um - that doesn't make any sense."
"Well I'm calling the tree house: Thee Andrea Tree House okay?"
"Thee Andrea Tree House it is." I mumbled.
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Matt pulled over at some paint store at Times Square and walked in.
I got out his truck and went in the store.
"Hello, I'm Matt this is Andrea, and I'm looking for a big piece of long brown wood, and some purple paint." Matt spoke to an employee who looked around her mid- 20s.
"Sure! Right this way! What are you kids doing here out so late?" she asked.
"We have a project to complete." Matt spoke up.
"We do?" I asked.
"Oh! How exciting! What kind of project?" she asked.
"A project on a tree house." Matt said.
Oh.
"What is your project going to be called?" she asked.
"Thee Andrea Tree House." I spoke up.
"Oh how nice!" she said handing over Matthew the wood and paint.
After we paid we went back to the tree house.
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Matthew
May 3, 2014; 1:04 AM
"Matt? Can we just do this tomorrow? You know? When it's sunny." Andrea asked.
"Sure Andrea." I said.
"Lets take you home then." I said about to get in my truck.
"Wait, uh can I stay here? I really don't want to face my mother." Andrea spoke.
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