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"I know what you're saying, but thinking like is gonna make you go crazy regardless." He spoke.

"You're right, I'm sorry." I sighed.

"What are you apologizing for?" He chuckled.

"Don't know but I'm not tryna have you mad at me before I leave."

"I'm not mad." He shook his head.

"It's weird how I went from not being able to get you to apologize, to now you're doing it for no reason." He laughed.

"growth." I added simply.

"whipped." He corrected.

"woah chill out, I'm not whipped for shit, I'm still-"

I was cut off when his hand swiftly entered my pants and palmed me through my briefs.

"see I told you, you're more freaky than me now ." I licked my lips with a smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I was simply trying to prove a point." He said instantly, removing his hand and licking one of his fingers.

"you must be tryna get your back broken again tonight." I shook my head as I felt my dick stiffen.

He leaned so he was close to my ear, "change the channel and we can do whatever."

I smacked my lips and gave him a, 'really nigga' face.

He stood up with a scoff and walked over to the kitchen.

"Wait," I spoke grabbing his wrist quickly.

" we can still fuck later right?" I asked seriously.

"I hate you." He spoke, shaking his head.

"I ain't hear a no," I shrugged.

"No," he responded back sassily.

I chuckled amused at how easy it was to aggravate him.

"Marquees told me you were good with animals?" I spoke, holding the phone between my ear and shoulder as I spoke to Destin

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"Marquees told me you were good with animals?" I spoke, holding the phone between my ear and shoulder as I spoke to Destin.

Surprisingly I'd got him to give me his number at the gym, I convinced him it was because I wanted help with my dog though.

"I wouldn't say good," he said modestly.

"Can you help me teach him how to fetch?" I asked.

"maybe," he said lowly.

"Bet."

"Paco Ven Aqui." I said a little loudly before heading his tiny paws run to my room.

"you speak Spanish?" He asked, with an astonished tone.

"You can't tell?" I chuckled

"I didn't want to be rude and assume," he responded.

"It's fine, and yeah I do." I told him.

"Where are you from," he asked

"Tijuana, Mexico." I revealed.

"oh," he replied back simply," "um, did you like it?"

I couldn't get mad at him for asking, he had no idea about Mexico.

Basically Tijuana is one of the worst, if not the worst city in Mexico.

If you make it past 18 out there you're a lucky case.

"not really, it ain't a good place to grow up at." I told him.

"oh, sorry." He apologized.

"Watchu' sayin sorry for?" I laughed.

"That was probably a personal question." He answered.

"It wasn't, it's fine. If I don't wanna answer something I won't."

"okay." He said lightly.

"If you've already taught your dog something, then why do you need my help?" He asked

"That's all I've taught him." I laughed.

I heard a small giggle come from him too, something that's as foreign, but I liked it.

"well if you're teach him in Spanish I also can't help."

"I'm not, that's the only Spanish he knows, I'm the only person that speaks Spanish in my house." I told him.

"Okay, well first, what have you done to try and teach him?" He asked.

"I threw the ball..." I said simply, I felt like the concept of fetch was pretty self explanatory.

"You just threw it...and thought he'd know what to do?" He asked.

Now when he put that way I could see where I went wrong.

"Okay when you put it like that I sound stupid." I shook my head.

"You have to show him what to do." He spoke, "also you're not stupid." He added awkwardly.

"Shouldn't we FaceTime so you can see?" I spoke, a sly smirk accompanying it.

He was quiet for a while then he spoke, "I don't know."

" we don't have to." I told him.

He sighed to himself before speaking again, "no it's okay, just give me a second."

I heard shuffling, them after about a minute he returned.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Mhm." He said lightly.

I pressed the FaceTime button and waited for him to answer.

When he did he instantly covered his face, "oh my gosh."

"what?" I asked,concerned.

"Can you put a shirt on.." he said shakily, continuing to cover his eyes.

I chuckled as I spoke, "yeah my bad."

I stood up quickly and threw on a shirt before returning.

"Now where were we."

•RUIN 🥀US•

•RUIN 🥀US•

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