Singers

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"Hey, who's your favourite singer?"

William's voice pulled Ophelia out of her thoughts.

"Arctic monkeys but it's a band, why?" She answered confused.

"I just thought that if we work together maybe we should at least get to know each other..." he replied.

Maybe she just hates me and doesn't want to get to know me. I should just stop talking. He thought.

I thought he hated me... She thought.

"Who's yours?" She asked curiously.

"What?"

"Who's your favourite singer, Crues?"

"One hundred percent Joji." He said proudly, smiling extremely widely like a little kid after eating ice cream, which made her laugh at his cuteness.

"What are you laughing about?" He asked confused.

"You are being cute that's all!" She said.

"I'm not!"

"Yes you are, I swear! You look like Riot!"

"Who the fuck is Riot?"

"My old cat."

"Old?"

"He died."

Is it supposed to be a good thing that I look like her dead cat? He thought confused.

"It's a compliment!" She said.

"If you don't mind me asking... How did he die?" He asked.

"I accidentally left him in the pool to see if he could swim. I was six, don't judge me!"

"WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU DO THAT, WHAT THE FUCK!?"

"I just told you, I wanted to see if he could swim."

"And...?"

"Well, he couldn't. ReVeLaTiOn! At least now I know he can't!"

"Psycho." He said while backing away from her amused.

"Hey I'm not a psycho I didn't know any better okay?! Where are you even going? Come back!" She said while laughing and jogging back to him.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 20, 2022 ⏰

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