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mavis hadn't come to the bar for a few days, which surprisingly outraged matt

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mavis hadn't come to the bar for a few days, which surprisingly outraged matt. he would stare at the entrance during the two hours of his work. he's supposed to do ten hours a week. he'll make up for the extra two the following week.

nick refused to come to the party so it was just chris and matt. when they got to the party, chris instantly disappeared somewhere. matt assumed he saw deborah and ran off. that would mean, she's here. unfortunately, or fortunately he was correct.

he had a little smirk on his face knowing what's going to happen next. she was sitting with xavier, he held back an eye roll. he walked over to them.

"where are the bathrooms?" he asked.

mavis looked up with a disgusted face, "is this my house?"

"no...?"

"then why are you asking me, dipshit?"

"oh! i should leave..." xavier stood up and dispersed in the crowd.

"being bitter, won't make you prettier." matt responded.

"i envy everyone who hasn't met you."

"you'd fail a personality test, without a doubt!"

"your face would make an onion cry."

"that was stupid," matt sat down next to her causing mavis to shuffle away.

"you're the reason, a shampoo bottle has instructions."

"whenever you leave a party, you bring joy."

"funny, because you'd be missing me."

"i would. you look good."

"i know i do."

"when are we doing it?"

"doing what?"

"the..." matt quieted down, "sex." he whispered.

"huh?!"

"you said we're having sex at this party."

"i did? when?"

"like, when you came to the bar?"

"oh!"

"yeah... when should we—"

"we're not doing it." mavis said bluntly.

matt stared at her in confusion.

"what?"

mavis stood up, "matt, i ordered an apple juice at the bar. why else would i do that?"

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