"Hey." A slightly nervous looking Frank stood at my door.
"Uhm... Hey Frank, come in." I opened the door wider and let the short boy inside.
We sat on the couch in silence. What do I say? It's strange how we can go from making out to awkward silence in twenty four hours.
"So..." Frank clears his throat, "Should we talk about, you know, like... What happened yesterday?" Frank awkwardly says.
"Yeah- Uh, sure." I sigh, "So... Do you want to... Forget about it?" I ask.
"Do you?" He asks.
"I asked firsst." I point out.
"But, I don't want to say anything wrong." Frank honestly says.
"Just tell me." I sigh.
"I don't want to forget about it." Frank blurts.
A short moment of silence.
"I don't want to either." I finally look into Frank's eyes.
"Okay... Good. Yeah, that's good." Frank shyly smiles.
"Don't get shy on me." I tease.
"What? Me? Shy? I would never." Franks scoffs.
"Yeah right." I roll my eyes.
AN
-GROOVYLADY
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