37 / / ❝if that ain't sweet, then i don't know what is.❞

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[ Miss Sarah has closed the restaurant early due to Shawn Mendes's concert tomorrow. She even volunteered to have her salary cut by her high-ups as long as there would be temporary workers to replace her, Leila, and Manisha tomorrow. Oh, the sacrifices of a fangirl. ] 


       

[ Leila returns home that night, washed out and helpless. She receives a call from Trevor. ]

       

Hey, cupcake. So, the ticket . . . 

       

Just meet us at the McDonald's tomorrow.

       

Hmm . . . about that . . . 

       

Don't tell me you don't know where the McDonald's is, Trevor.

       

Am I guilty?

       

YES, FOR POSSESSING A CUTE FACE! Wait, what?

       

Ooh, someone's f-lei-rty tonight.

       

I'll pick you up tomorrow, loser.

       

No way! Those boys . . . 

       

I'll just kick them at the place where the sun never shines on.

       

 . . . 

       

You don't have anything else to say?

       

I checked out some cancer scholarships and I thought we could apply on that instead.

       

We? You mean I. And you do realize those scholarships require hours of service work and excellence in academics right?

       

Wait, I thought we're in this together! Prince Charming and Cinderella, but cancer-tastic version.

       

I see no castle whatsoever.

       

Baby, you could build a castle out of the bricks that they all threw at you.

       

 . . . 

       

. . . 

       

You just called me baby, again.

       

Because I give your nipples the purpose they have been looking for.

       

Sometimes you're just like Sebastian . . . but I love you.

       

You know, I don't really like when people say that.

       

I love you?

       

Yeah, I think it's better to say, I  trust you.❞

       

Why?

       

You can't always trust people that you love but you can always love people that you trust.

       

. . . 

       

. . . 

       

So, do you trust me?

       

Like I do in God.

       

Then I trust you too, Trevor.

       

Well, see ya tomorrow, I guess!

       

Good night.

       

Sweet nightmares, sugar.

       

[ He hangs up on her. If that ain't sweet, then I don't know what is. ]

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