so,
he tells me he wants to hang out,
okay, i'll be at cur place tomorrow.
just call mee.
walks to his place after an 1 hour walking...
*rings doorbell* his mother answers the door
"Hi, is riley home?"
"no, he went to wrestling practice."
*we continued talking about finals.*
ah. dang.
-the next day-
i talked to him, and he said he was sorry like a bajillion times,
and to make it up to me, he baked a cake! sweatdrop
ahaha! that kid is amazing. and so is the cake :9
lol, merrr.
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Nyahhh but my life is a bit too boringggg.
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