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“A burger sounds nice. So does fries and a shake. Think you can manage that in these next three minutes?” She raised a brow with a smirk. “Make sure to come back, because I think I’m gonna want dessert as well.”

Flowers, Chocolate, and now balloons. I think I have a secret admirer. 

Any idea from who? If so, they could give my boyfriend some tips.

Monica sat down, feeling angry with herself. She pulled out her phone and saw a text from her mom. “Ugh!” she said louder than she had anticipated. She realized someone was sitting next to her. Embarrassed, she turned her head to the person. “Oh, sorry…” she said softly. “Don’t mind me.”

“Boy troubles or parent troubles? It has to be one of the two. Or girl troubles, not everyone is hetero. I shouldn't assume.”

Oh no! You don’t look to happy, come on it’s just little ole me. We’re friends, are we not? Tell me..  how was your day!?

“Amazing until recently. But tell me, how are you? It’d been awhile fortunately, had it not?”

Ethan turned over and looked at her. “Hey it’s fine, I have a towel on so you dont have to cover your eyes, you can’t see anything I promise” he spoke, “Do you want me to put some pants on and then come back out?” he said, gesturing to his bathroom where he would change if she preferred it, which he figured she would. “If it helps, I turn 18 in ten days”

Nessa uncovered her eyes, directing her eyes towards another part of the room. “Yeah I know, it’s just you know the risk of looking and actually liking what I’m seeing is the creepy part. Especially when I’m well over eighteen,” she laughed nervously. “If you want, or I can turn around and not look. You can trust me, I won’t.” She let her eyes fall on him for a second before she turned her back to him, scratching her head. “Looks like this interaction happened ten days too soon then,” she joked.

“Then you’re slightly psychotic,” Emmy said bluntly. “Who the fuck would want to revert back to high school? Anyone who peaks in high school obviously has bigger issues than a person who loves a threat.” 

“So I’ve been told and somehow it warms my heart even more each time I hear it. That’s just how a psychotic mind works, I guess,” Nessa let out with a light chuckle. She crossed her arms and raised a brow. “Exactly. But by reverting back to my high school days I meant getting into physical altercations and returning threats. I’m a little too grown for that. What about you?”

“Dude… If you don’t move out of the way in about five fucking seconds, my knee is going to collide with your groin. I don’t have the luxury of waiting for you to wipe your own ass so… Your choice.” 

“I just love the sound of a threat. It’s probably one of my favorite things to hear. Although I’m interested in not moving, I think I will. I wouldn’t want to revert back to my high school days.”

Nessa had been wandering the halls in search of a bathroom to use. She wasn’t exactly a student but just so had been on campus on other business when she felt the urge. Not sure she could hold it anymore, she sprung towards a door, knocking although she opened instantaneously after. Looking up, she stopped in her tracks before she covered her face. “Shit, this is so awkward. Even more so if you’re like seventeen”

Well, I guess even I deserve a break from being an adult and stuff. Although, i do intend to watch out for my friends.

I need you to get hammered at least one time. Not for my sake but for yours.

I’d love to help you out but I’ve been clean for over a year now. Although I’m sure the beverages here are laced with something. Chances are you’re already fucked up.

Unless you didn’t wrap your whacker before you attacked her, I wouldn't think so. I don’t know why the hell you’d want to be either.