❝ get out, get out, get out of my head. ❞
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"SO, WHAT'S SOMETHING she hates?" nate asks, leaning back and looking at cambria. "like a place."
"uh...." she furrows her eyebrows. "ice cream shops. she despises them."
"why?"
"the smell. she refuses to step near them."
nate nods, looking at her with a smile.
"guys!" bria runs into the living room, where nate had just sat down. "lets go get ice cream."
chris shrugs, standing up. "i'm down."
taylor glares at bria.
"what's wrong, taylor?" madi asks, considering everyone besides her has gotten up.
"i just—" taylor purses her lips together. "i'm gonna stay. can you get me something, cori?"
"yeah, chocolate with, erm..." corinna furrows her eyebrows. "m&ms..?"
taylor offers a smile and nods.
"why don't you wanna go?" matt asks her, causing her to purse her lips together.
"ice cream shops make her nauseous, and she has emetophobia." bria answers for her.
"i do not have emetophobia."
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆, nathan doe
Fanfiction❝ she's a fan, nate. ❞ ❝ hey, man. she's more than that. ❞ ★ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 taylor aubree, a fan of the sturniolo triplets, is more so of a nathan doe fan than anything. every time he posts on his story, she swipes up with a response. one day...
