Living next to Dorks (5SOS)
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Last published Sun, May 17, 2015
"KAT GUESS WHAT!" I sigh as I walk half way down the stairs and look over the banister to my housemate, it's like a roommate but....a housemate? Yeah imma go with that.
"What." I say with no enthusiastic tone at all.
"A moving truck next door! The guys are cute!" She says so happily.
I look out the window and see them, the four guys that truthfully, look like they're going to cause Hell.
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