"Okay, okay, so who wants to start?"
"I'll start," Ian pipes up, "Okay, okay, hello, Y/N, I'm Ian and I'm twenty, I'm gay as fuck and I don't care, this is my boyfriend, Mickey, uh, I like making new friends, and that's about it for me." I smile,
"Nice to, meet you, Ian," I laugh, "I think we'll get along swell,"
"Why?" He asks, "Gay best friend?"
"Something like that,"
"I guess I'll go," Debs smiles holding Liam, "I'm Debs, I'm 15, I like people who are nice and I like meeting hot guys, I hate people who are mean and fake," She smiles and I can tell she's been crossed before,
"Nice to meet you Debs and you don't have to worry, I'm neither fake or mean, I hate bitches like that too," I smile, giving her a wink, she smiles,
"You already me, I'm Carl, A.K.A White Chocolate, I make money and I pull bitches,"
"Okay, pull any lately?" He glares at me and I laugh, "I'll take that as a no, anyway, nice to meet you,"
"I'm Liam," Waves Liam, "I like cars and swinging on swings," I smile and wave at him, reaching out and tickling his stomach,
"Nice to meet you, Liam," He giggles and smiles a wide smile,
"Well, I'm Fi or Fiona, I'm like the mom around here, although I don't mind, I love all these jackasses-"
"Hey!"
"Anyway, I'm a terrible dancer but I love to drink which always somehow leads me to dance," I laugh,
"I love you so much Fi," Everyone laughs,
"I guess I chip in, I'm Mick or Mickey, I'm very protective over my family and friends," I nod,
"You could cut the tension with a knife, no worries Mickey, I'm cool." He looks over at Ian who places his hand on his thigh,
"You can trust her, Lip does," Ian smiles at me and I smile back,
"The best for last, I'm Lip, I'm a family guy. I enjoy a drink or two, I enjoy female company, but I like to think of myself as a gentleman. Uh, anything else?"
"He's trustworthy," Fiona adds,
"This is not a Tinder bio guys," Lip blushes and I smile, taking another bite of my pancakes, chewing behind my hand,
"Anything you want to tell us?" I look at Carl, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand,
"Uh, well, I'm twenty, I turn twenty-one next weekend. I'm a college dropout, my name is Y/N, I like sleeping more than like anything else in the world, it's like death but it's not permanent, you know."
"I hear you there," Ian nodded at me and I turned to Lip, giving him a thumbs up, but he looked shocked and scared,
"Shit, Lip you know what I meant," I explain, "I just really like to sleep," I try to play it off with a soft pat on the back and a light chuckle,
"Yo, Y/N what you doing next weekend for your birthday?" Ian pipes up,
"Well, I'm taking out for dinner, then maybe we'll hit the bar it is your twenty-first after all," Lip smirks my way and I squeal,
"Yay! Drinks," Everyone laughs, including Mickey.
"How about we join?" Mickey throws his hands out,
Lip and I share a look, "Sure..."
"Why not."