♫Chapter 51♫

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That night just as I was about to wither away into my depression while streaming big mouth on Netflix there was a knock on my door

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That night just as I was about to wither away into my depression while streaming big mouth on Netflix there was a knock on my door. I groaned and opened it to see Asher in his pajamas is standing in my doorway.

"It's one AM." I simply say checking the time on my watch,

"Yeah and we're gay let's stop stating the obvious." He jokes and I groan,

"I don't have time for this today Asher I-" I begin just as he hands me a pair of fuzzy hotel slippers,

"Yeah yeah, put these on we're going out." He said shoving them into my hands, "you can't stay in here all day because of some guy."

"That some guy is your best friend." I remind him,

"Yeah and you're my friend too, listen I don't know what happened between you two but it must be bad considering you're both moping around and refusing to go out. But come on, life goes on so let's go for a walk in the city of lights so you can appreciate the little things."
He bargains,

"Oh yeah like what?" I ask sliding on the slippers,

"French poodles, chocolate croissants, and sexy French people of course." Asher tells me and I laugh, "see you're already feeling better, come on Cora let's get you out of this place."

Asher and I walked down the street, we actually did see everything he promised me would that night in the city of lights. We petted a few French poodles that nearly bit our fingers off, we talked to sexy French people, and ate freshly baked mouth-watering chocolate croissants from the nearby bakery. All he had to do was smile and people would just offer him free stuff, God it was nice to be friends with people in high places.

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