spookyjim : got your taco, no tomato
tylerjoseph : aww thanks dog breath
spookyjim : not long now
tylerjoseph : yay
spookyjim : I think I'm here
tylerjoseph : I see you
spookyjim : let me in then
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I run downstairs and see his red mess of hair through the glass on the sides of the door.
I unlock and open the door. He looks at me and pulls me into a hug.
"Hey dog breath,"
"Hi babyboy." He pulls back. "Here's your Taco Bell." He smiles. I open the bag and see my taco at the bottom, no tomato.
"You're the best. My room?" I ask. He nods. I close the door behind him and lock it.
"Big house for such a smol bean," he says. I laugh.
"I live with my family, spooky."
He rolls his eyes. "Josh, remember?" He points towards his brain.
"Ah, yes. Josh." I nod. I run up the stairs and he follows. I shut the door before he can get in. I giggle as he knocks on the door.
"Tyjo, let me in please." He asks.
"Tyjo don't know how to open door for josho." I say.
"I have your Taco Bell, Tyler." I can sense he's waving the bag back in forth in front of his face. "It smells good." I hear the bag crinkle. I open the door.
"Nice of you to let me in!" He says sarcastically. He hands me the bag.
"Thanks!" I say and shut the door again once the bag is in my hands.
I hear him laugh and stomp his feet. "Tyler!" He pouts. I open the door again and before I can close it, he runs in.
"You can't escape the spookiness, tyguy." He laughs.
I sit down on my bed and he sits next to me, getting comfortable.
"So..how are you?" I ask as I bite into my tomato free taco.
"No, how are you?" He asks.
