Hello, once again, Shay Badcocke.
Since you want to do this, I complied with your demands.
Mostly because my mum taught me to be a gentleman, you see.
Anyway, here is some info that you might find interesting.
I have group O positive blood type.
I don't have any diseases, but I do however have asthma. Is that a disease?
I broke my leg once in the 2nd grade. I did cry—manly tears, might I add.
No, I don't have aids, or any sexual transmitted diseases.
Other than these, I have had no medical problems other than a few colds here and there. I have a daily workout schedule, so I do hope I can have an extra room or space to carry over a few of my equipment. A man has to keep in shape, yeah?
Anyhow, I hope this information is good enough for you, Miss Badcocke. I'm quite interested in your proposition.
Until then.
-Harry S.
I could not help but feel ultimately relieved when I read that he had no diseases, well, except for asthma, but it wasn't like he could give it to me. I was very concerned after our lunch meeting that I made a horrible mistake; I was going to bring in a man I have never met, into my home, without having any background information.
However, once I finished reading his email, it finally dawned on me that I haven't yet asked for his criminal records. If Harry had ever been emitted into prisononce, I was most certainly going to cancel this whole deal.
I did not want to die.
I was still young, and I had yet to publish a book and fulfill my dream.
Harry,
Thank you so much for complying, I appreciate you taking the time to give me your information. However, I have forgotten to ask you to send any criminal records, if you have any "bad" reputation. Please understand that I am welcoming you where I live; I would like to know that I won't be under the same roof with a psychotic killer.
Thank you.
-Shay Badcocke
A few seconds had passed when a messenger box finally popped up with Harry's username.
Harry: I'm not a criminal, Shay. I've never been to prison. I've been in one fight before, and that was with my best friend in middle school, and I can't even remember why we fought. I don't consider myself a pacifist, but I'm no criminal.
I sighed in relief before typing back.
Shay: I am very relieved, thank you.
Harry: So is the deal still on?
Shay: Yes.
Harry: So when am I moving in?
Shay: I haven't thought of that yet, actually.
Harry: What about tomorrow?
Shay: Tomorrow?
Harry: Yeah.
Shay: That's sudden, don't you think?
Harry: Nope. I think tomorrow is perfect.
Shay: Alright, fine. What time tomorrow is good for you?
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FanfictionShay Badcocke is a writer. She is also very, very awkward, and she tends to ramble in the worst of situations. She is exceptionally well at writing romance, mainly because deep down she is a hopeless romantic. However, what she can't write is smut. ...