runaways ; clifford

day eight

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today i was basically trying to make my new 'home' cleaner and more interesting.

it was not easy, even though the place was quite small it was such a mess.

in the middle of cleaning up i heard a rustle come from outside,

i just shrugged it off, but heard it again later.

i looked through the tiny hole in my door and saw,

ellie.

"ellie?" i spoke up,

she jumped back, looking around to find who called her, then saw my door.

"mikey? what are you doing?" she asked confused,

"i was just about to ask you that," i replied,

i carefully opened the fragile door hoping that it won't fall off.

"i'm just uh exploring." she said,

well that's an obvious lie,

"nice try celestine, you can't lie to me," i smirked,

she scowled at me, hitting me on the arm.

"fine, i'm searching for a place to stay." she admitted.

"i thought you already had a place?" i asked,

"nah, i stayed with a friend, but i decided to find a place of my own." she smiled,

"stay with me," i blurted out,

"what?" she asked,

"stay with me, in this abandoned bookstore."

"i don't want to bother you," she sighed,

"don't worry you won't." i assured,

"you sure?" she asked, an eyebrow raised.

"positive."