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“Oh you know, I was just trying to tell you, you’re the most attractive guy in this place… Like I said, not important.”

“Smart boy, but most girls are looking for the easy route, I find amusement in a challenge.”

“I currently live in my family’s lake house, ‘in hiding’ I guess you could say.”

“A challenge? Not exactly sure how I could make myself one. I’m not really a bad boy or anything like that so I wouldn’t be expecting drugs and leathers jacket if I were you.”

“ I have a name, and it isn’t dude. And why should I bother repeating myself if you’re probably gonna zone out again ?? It’s pretty stupid if you ask me, listen the first time and you won’t misss out on what I have to say. ”

“My apologies, babe, you gotta tell me your name for me to use it, I don’t make the rules.” 

“Now that would’ve been a travesty. Or maybe I’m into that shit, but who knows.”

“Nice to meet you, Casper. What brings you to this humble area?”

“It’s completely possible that you are, but I’ve found that most girls aren’t that into assholes.”

She smiled. “It’s alright, I’ll let it slide this time. Wasn’t that important anyway.”

“You might as well tell me, now I’m interested. At this point, it’s important to me that I know.”

“Hmm, better.”

“But you flirt like a thirteen year old boy, cheesy and predictable. Anyways, my name’s Imogen.”

“Cheesy and predictable, huh? Could’ve been worse. I could’ve started with something incredibly explicit but thankfully, I wasn’t raised in a barn.”

“Seriously? I’m not repeating myself. Forget it.”

“Well, sorry for the inconvenience.”

“Dude?”

“Well anyways, now I’ve lost my train of thought, so thanks.” 

“Sorry, my bad, sweetcheeks.”