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chapter 5: A Different Language

Third person POV:

Norman: *knocks on door* Ray? Are you ok

Ray: I perfectly fine how about you Norman?

Norman: *walks in and stand in front of Ray as he sits on the edge of it* Ray?

Ray: *laughs*

Norman: what the fu*k are you doing?

Ray: *laughing with tears of joy* no, no It feels like we've been here before, right?

Norman: *realization* oh *laughs* oh god

Lizzy: what are they laughing about? *walks up to ray's room and puts ear to door*

Norman: what i still don't understand is why Mama took you up on the spying offer?

Lizzy mind: spying offer?!

Ray: I mean if i said if i didn't know that would be a lie...

Lizzy Mind: Ray...?

Norman: So what's the answer? *looks at Ray's face and has a realization* ohhhhhh-

Ray: oh haha so you not that stupid...did you figure it out or~

Norman Mind: there's that accent again...wow

Ray: Norman? Norman!

Norman: huh?!

Ray: you just zoned out while blushing...are you ok?

Norman: yep! Ummm oh your Mama's kid aren't you?

Ray: bingo~

Norman: *thinking he's thinking this but instead saying it* Ok but your accent tho- why? Is it soo-

Ray: why is my accent soo what

Norman: wha- *blushes*....

Ray: Can I have an answer or are we gonna sit here forever waiting for you to spit it out?

Norman: ...hot

Ray: *blushing* well umm your american accent is hot too-

Norman: *smiles* really?! Thanks

Ray: *takes Normans hand and kisses it* hmmm-

Norman: tf *blushing harder* i'll umm

Ray: you'll what? *smiles*

Norman: *idea* I'll get you back~

Ray: ok and how are you going to do that?

Norman *gets up close to Rays face*

Ray: wait hold up-

Norman: ¿Qué pasa Rayo? Estás tan caliente mi rey~

Ray: *dies* wha- *blushes* ok fine

Norman: ha bottom-

Lizzy mind: wOw my big bro is a bottom-

Mike from down stairs: Ray...? Can you come down please

Ray: ok then *gets up*

Norman: alrighty then- *checks watch* I should be going-

Ray: ok ill show you out *walks down stairs* what do you need dad

Mike: i am so so sorry for what i said im- im...i feel horrible...-

Ray:*hugs Mike and whispers in his ear* learn to control your personalities they'll ruin your life one day ya know...

Mike: ok- i'll try...

Ray: good I have to Norman out know *walks over to Norman* ready to go?

Norman: yes i'm ready *smiles*

Ray: *opens door for Norman* there you go~

Norman: hot ass accent-

Ray: oohh~ really~

Norman: Ray...I swear

Ray: ok fine ill see you soon

Norman: yea! *leaves*

Ray: *goes to room and opens a new book and a note falls out* whats this?

The Note: My dearest Ray, It is I isabella or other known as "Mama" and of you reading this then you found a way out of the hell hole...and Im proud of you, but you should know something, онҳо ҳама буданд, девҳо ... метавонанд 1, шакли пресонро гиранд ё 2. онҳо метавонанд бо прессоне пайваст шаванд, ки ба мисли дӯзах осеб расонад, ҳар як қадами шумо дардовар хоҳад буд- so please my son...be safe and clam,

Love, Mama

Ray Mind: what the fu*k Mom?! The important part is is a different language! *inhales, exhales* I need to get us back together don't I ?

Ight Im done and of you want go ahead and put it on google translate, but the again that wouldn't be fun now would it?  I'm just a little bit crazy...but not to much