“Look, if you at least help me get him back in his chair so he could be ‘sleeping’, I can explain everything and then we can leave!”
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“Look, if you at least help me get him back in his chair so he could be ‘sleeping’, I can explain everything and then we can leave!”
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“ please...“ he let out an exasperated breath, his hands trembling. “ don’t leave me, it was a mistake. i didn’t mean to. "
“Just saying... I make the most bomb-ass coffee here... don’t forget that.”
He idly strums his guitar, sitting in the plaza that still had a few stragglers attending to their nightly activities. What was his own reason for being out here? He couldn’t really sleep, to be honest.
Surely he’ll find the urge to once he tires himself out here.
“Whoa, whoa, easy!”
He had his hands up, quickly slipping the USB into his sleeve as he told the cop who had his gun trained on him. “I’m just... looking around... heh...”
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“ i’m sure your girlfriend wouldn’t appreciate you coming over. “ wendy snapped when she opened the door to see them in front of her. “ what are you doing here ? you’re the one who called things off, remember? “ as much as she wanted to slam the door in their face, she walked further inside her apartment, motioning for them to follow her inside. the last thing she needed was nosy neighbors listening in.
“Guess what? Summer is almost here! Who is ready for some fun in the sun?!”
“Hey! I fuckin’ see you there! You touch that poptart and you’re going to lose your masturbating hand, bub!”