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Luggage Bitch

Luggage Bitch

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 7, 2022
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"Umm.. Thanks," I mumble, kicking dust with my shoes. "What?" Max asks me. "I said, thank you," I say more clearly. "Still can't hear you... Could you repeat that?" he asks politely. "I said thank you!" I shout. "You pig," I add lowly. "Still nada. Trolley could you enunciate properly? I must've been showering the wrong way," Max says concerned for himself. "Water's gone into my ears," he says pinching his earlobe. Despite everything, I laugh loudly, "Max, you fucking weasel!" He fondly grins down at me. "Go," he encourages me. "All the best Trols," he smothers a giant hand, over my head. "See, you're not completely horrible," I say warmly. "We can be friends, right?" "Sure.... We can be friends." His face twists in distaste, like a minuscule, useless, human like me isn't worth being friends with. .............................. Read the snarky, snappy love story of two stubborn individuals.
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"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope <3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22

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