"Where is it?!" I say I frustration as I walk out of the store. 'It HAS to be in this country somewhere' I think to myself. I then get a strange text, it read: I know what your looking for and I have it with me. The only way you can get it is if you meet me in the back of Walmart. On Monday at 2:57 am sharp. Cause I'm a classy bitch. 'Hmmmm should I go?' I think as I get home. I should probably sleep on it.
Time skip cause this classy bitch has to work
'Where is she I though I was supposed to be here 2:57 am sharp'. "Where you the one that wanted THE stuff?" I hear the voice behind me I turn around yes that me. "Good come with me please" we went to the corner of the store and started the trade. "Any way so why did you text me" I ask "umm why would I not I'm your best friend only true friend make a trade for lemon lime salt." She said "ya your right say later" I said "ok see ya at school bye" she said "bye"
After that you lived happy with the thing you had been searching for lemon lime salt.
A/n: hey guys I know it's a VERY short story but I thought of it on the fly for my best friend puglord717 . I hope you liked the story and if you did please give me some feedback back because I'm going to be writing another story. Bye👋🏻
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The stuff (a story for my friend)
Short StoryYou need the stuff and you can't find it anywhere. you get a strange text and you realize that you have finally found what you have been sea for your whole life.
