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Mornings are the best times i grabbed my mat my phone with my headphones plugged in also grabbing my pen my stones amd my notebook i went outside into my front yard and placed my mat on the perfect level cut grass and sat down indian style as a meditate and took deep breaths listening to my favorite song "die die my darling"  i closed my eyes and sanged along to the song bobbing my head.

I went outside to check my mail and go for a morning jog i aaw jacob outside sitting on a mat bobbing his head hard it was like he had no neck i didnt know if he was ok or not i got a little afraid from what he was singing saying "die die my darling" i hope im not the darling

thats until i sawbhim play the instrument like he actually had it in his hands so i went to him and tapped his shoulder he quickly unplugged his headphones stopped singing and looked up at me still playing his instrument

H-hey y/n good morning how you doing? great morning huh? He said looking at me covering his eyes from the sun

So you just going to pretend i didnt see you screaming to the world die my darl i started mocking him  he chuckled saying im meditating

I gave him a look like really nigga

He chuckled ok i was meditating until it came on so i had to rock out for a second plus why you stalking me he played

I wasnt stalking you i came to get my mail i showed him

He looked at it saying ooo look he got up and took the ad for a free pizza day he looked at me we can make it a day out instead of a date he smiled

Uhh uh no after that day we had i dont think thats good we can make one

Ahh cmon now y/n what could go wrong he said looking at me with a puppy face

No please dont say that everytime someone says that something bad happens

Ohh so you believe in bad luck he said chuckling

Yes  very much do

He looked down hen back up well them toes is bad luck but what happened yesturday was a coincidence he said laughing

I looked at my neatly polished blue toes and laughed trying to hide my toes saying stoo picking on me i hit him on the arm

Ouch! Im reporting you he said grabbing his things

Where you going punk im not done with you i sai laughing

He stood up straight im done with you until i knock on your door be ready in an hour he went inie the houe closing the door

I smiled going inside the house saying my work is done

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