P A R A G R A P H S

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Your phone goes off and you look

Mateoooo🙄💫: he's not here. What do I do.

You: text him and wait. He'll be there.

Mateoooo🙄💫: what if hes not

You: then come home.

Mateoooo🙄💫: we're sure he actually likes me?

You: yes dummy. We're very sure. And if he stands you up then you come home and call. A bitch to fuck.

Mateoooo🙄💫: okeyyyyy

You putmyoir phone down and turn over to see sapo asleep andmyou smile kissing his head and you get up and go into the kitchen and you grab a cup or grapes and sit on the couch eating them and sapo stands behind you after a while

Sapo: I gotta go princesa.

You: okay

He kisses your head and leaves and Mateo comes back pissrd off

You: mate-

He ignores you going into his room and he slams the door. Locking himself inside. And Santino comes in the house upset

Santino: Mateo stooooop I dont even know her like that bebe. I'm sorryyyyyy. I'll give you besitos.

Mateo: FUCK OFF.

Santino: bro.

Mateo: what.

Santino: im sorry. open the door please

You: mateooooo let me in stupid.

He unlocks the door and you motion for Santino to sit on the couch so he does and you go into Mateo room and he looks at you angry crying.

Mateo: I fucking told you val.

You: what happened.

Mateo: we went to the movies and we were leaving he was texting some girl on Instagram and then he was on the phone with her the whole,walk home. I dont wanna fucking do this

You: you dont have to maté. But you said you like him

Mateo: ughhhhh shut up I know I do. A lot. But I highly doubt he genuinely likes me. I mean like who does that.

You: boys.

Mateo: ugh. Tell him come here. Youre the moderator.

You open the door and Santino comes and he sits on the ground in front of Mateo

Santino: im sorry bebe.

Mateo: we haven't even been together a full 2 hours.

Santino: I know. And im sorry its not anything like that. We're friends.

Mateo: friends don't say "love you princesa" or "yea ill come get you when he's home"

Santino: its nothing like that. We haven't hung out in a while and I always called her that

Mateo: I dont care.

You: Mateo.

Mateo: what. I genuinely don't give a fuck. If you want me then you focus on me when we're near each other and don't do shit like that.

Santino: and what if I keep talking to her

Mateo: then I'll focus on my music and keep fucking bitchss at clubs. I dont really care.