Chapter 6

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Soaps POV kinda?? Third person POV??

Soap was cleaning up her room like usual, she shared it with microphone who luckily cleanish microphones really cool, we should hang out more often soap thought, then realized she was not done cleaning her side yet. "I will take a short break and see mic, she said to stop letting cleaning take over my life so I will go see her" she said out loud to herself

She walked to the elevator and took out a wet wipe and wrapped it around her finger to press the button for the ground floor. Mic keeps to herself a lot, I want to know her more. She realized the elevator was at the ground and the doors opened, she walked out to see balloon and suitcase running up the stairs and pickle and knife arguing, knife must need some water since his face is bright red, it's not that hot in here though? Eh never mind I'm going outside

She walked outside and saw microphone sitting by a lake dock. "Hey microphone!" She yelled, microphone turned off a button on her back for some reason "Hey soap!" Microphone saids looking at me with a smile, I sit next to her, our legs dangling about 5 feet above the water. "Why did you come here?" Microphone asks, "to see you!, we hardly talk, I want to become friends if that's ok with you" I say holding her hand, "Sure! I would love to" she exclaims. "Let's go back to the hotel!, I have a sticker book we can fill in!" I say standing up, realizing I have been holding mics hand this whole time I let go and she follows me back to the hotel

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