Literature
Come Alone p.3
“Hey, Carly,” I said as I closed the door to my room.
“Hi, Nicky! So, you up for our little midnight date on the hill?” Carly squeaked
“Sure, I’m up for-”
“Under the moon light?” she asked in a suggestive and joking tone.
“Ahem, sure, you know I’m up for it,” I said as my face rapidly heated up while I grabbed a game disc and controller off my shelf in one swift motion.
“I just called to check if it really was from you,” I turned on the game console and T.V., inserted the disc then took a giant leap for my bed.
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