Chapter 5

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Hello my pups!!! It's Ryker here! It's been a long ass time since I've updated this one. So here I go I guess. I'm surprised as many people liked this as they did.
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Partway through the drive, I decided that I'm playing some music. "Hey, clive? Can I plug in my phone to play some music?" He looked at me with his cute little robot face and nodded.

"Sure Mrs. Ln, here is the Aux cord." He said handing me the Aux cord for me to plug in my phone. "Thanks, Clive. Let's hit this shit!" I said playing the most upbeat playlist I have and Clive loved it.

Clive was dancing with me while we watched the convertible change into a boat thingy to get us to his hideout making me almost shit myself from the random change in the car.

Bratt could tell that I was surprised and wanted to show off more, so he thought it would be a smart idea to start dancing while driving the boat.

Bad idea, because while he was on one foot I decided I couldn't pass up the opportunity to push him over into the water and laugh at him in his soaking wet purple suit.

He was pissed but I could tell there was a hint of laughter in his voice, so I did my job justice. "You would work great for Purple Rain buddy boy. I and Clive will meet ya back at the Rubix cube" I said before speeding off in the boat to his hideout.

When we made it to the hideout Clive showed me inside and I had to admit. This place was fucking cool. "Holy shit Clive! This place is fucking amazing. Can't believe Bratt had the shit to make this place. Or buy it however the fuck he got it." I said walking around and of course, touching everything in sight.

After a minute or two I heard the door slam open and shut and I hid under his bed so I could scare him. But as soon as I wen't out to grab at his ankle another thing beat me to it.

His pants...
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To Be Continued~ it has been fucking ages since I've done anything on here. So here. I'll try and finish this book off so y'all can have your ending.

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