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❝ Do you need some water? You seem a bit thirsty. ❞
“You see, I actually can dance. I’m in drama and glee and we do that all the time.”
❝ Oh? Well.. show me your best. ❞
“Seriously? You don’t think I can dance?”
❝ From what I've seen, no. ❞
“If you must know, I’m a pretty damn good dancer.”
❝ It's always good to have faith in yourself. ❞
“Wait, you don’t think I can actually dance, do you? I’m offended.”
❝ Those words never came out of my mouth. ❞
“Thank you, thank you. I try.”
❝ You can always try harder.. you know, to improve. ❞
And I thought I was it. What was the thing you put down? I want it.
❝ I wish I could share, but I have none left. ❞
“Hey, don’t criticize my dance moves. I’m a great dancer.”
❝ How rude of me, haha. You're just so amazing. ❞
“Ah, shit. This is my jam, hold up—”
❝ Wow, your dance moves.. it's something for sure. ❞
❝ Were you not listening ?! I don’t want to repeat anything I said. You’re rude. ❞
❝ Sorry, just a bit out of it. ❞
It was a rough night, and a rough night calls for a rough drink that would sooth her troubled mind. She used to know her limits, but this time she decided to exceed every line she used to draw when drinking. No, she didn’t need a fake I.D to get a fresh bottle of vodka, the older man she sleeps with has a room full of that. She doesn’t even know how she got back to school in one piece. Disrupting the silence of the halls she walked around, rambling about anything under the sun with her feet betraying her so often that she decided to sit down and slowly, she laid down on the cold floor of the halls. “ I hate it when people shit on other people’s excitement. Like, hey! I got a new computer, and then they will go oh that’s nice, but mine’s better or hey! I finally killed hat guy that’s been bugging me for days!, and they’ll be like what the fuck I’m calling the police. Unbelievable ! “
❝ Uh.. what are you talking about..? ❞ --- he said, putting his blunt down.
❝ I don’t even know to be honest with you, mate. ❞
❝ This sounds like a you problem, man. ❞
❝ Men’s section? Where do you think are we? In the fucking department store? ❞
❝ Maybe we are? You clearly have no clue where you are. ❞
“Figured you’d want to copy the Econ homework…”
❝ Maybe last week, but I'm doing my own work for now on. ❞
❝ I—ehm, I’m not really sure. Isn’t this my room ?? ❞
❝ No, plus we're in the mens section. ❞
“I just stopped by to see if you got the math homework done. I need to borrow it.”
❝ Math homework..? I totally forgot all about that! Shit. ❞
❝ Hey, why are you standing outside my room? ❞