CANDY BOYFRIEND

Tootsie Roll

"Goddammit, he just can't drop it, can he?" You said with a loud sigh, yet a huge smile was plastered on your face, as you texted back your boyfriend as you continued to walk your way to class.

"Your water with whipped cream looked so good last night. I'll order that on my way to class." Your lovable dork texted.

"Oh yeah?" You muttered as you typed into your phone.
"You should ordr bleach w/ whipped cream. Mor Yummier 😋"

"More yummier than me?🥺" Christa replied.

You rolled your eyes, "Yes."

"Uh-oh, am I sleeping on the couch tonight?"

"Even better, you're sleeping with the homeless tonight." You growled beneath your breath, but you couldn't help but find the conversation funny first thing in the morning.

"Oh. Didn't know I would still be sleeping beside u🙈" Christa sassed. God, you could swear that he was probably smirking that goddamn attractive smirk at his.

"Bitch-" You couldn't help but let out a chuckle, as Christa typed a response again.

"Yes, daddy?"

Without warning, your face collided against a sturdy surface, and your phone dropped to the floor.

"Damnit." You cursed as you picked up your phone from the floor.

"Sorry. Look where you're going next time." A voice calmly tells you.

"Will do." You reply, as you wiped your phone's screen, not bothering to look up.

When your screen was finally clean and clear from cracks, you continued to walk your way to your building.

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You say on your desk that was placed just near the window.
You sighed, as you looked outside.

The rain continued to drizzle, and gray clouds hovered everywhere. No sign of sunlight since the beginning of the week.
"I haven't seen the sun for a while." You muttered.

A hand suddenly slammed against your desk, making you jump.
You quickly notice the individual's hand was damp.

"My thesis!" You hissed, as you pushed the person's hand away from your papers that you have laid earlier on your desk.

"Are you gonna hang out at the arcade with us later?" They asked.

You looked up to see one of your classmate's grinning from ear to ear, as she waited for your answer.

You raised your brows. "Why?"

The girl only smiled even wider than she already had.

"Jen...?" You called out to her, making her blink, before nodding her head.

"We're gonna go to the arcade and get tattoos and piercings later." She announced.

"That's cute, but I have a shift at Seven-twelve tonight. If it would have been yesterday, I would have maybe come with you guys. I don't have any shifts on Thursdays." You lied as you informed the girl.

She frowned, not liking your answer.
"Oh, come on! Think about it! A tattoo? A piercing? You'd look great on it!" Jen coaxed.

"I'm not very fond of pain." You retorted, making her scoff.

"Oh please, you used to punch and get punched! A needle would just feel like a pinch!" She exclaims.

"I hate needles." You stated. "Makes me feel like a lab experiment." You joked.