A/N: You say blue Honda. I say Silver Ford truck. Continuity errors mean both and I should fix that...unless being the some what smart (nah) writer I am. I have explained why he has a Silver Ford truck later on in the story, but at the moment I have no idea.
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As, I was dropped home, I gave Capulet bits of carrot and eggplant which he loved. Then, I was able to fix myself up and watch Misfits 'till the boys called.
"Are you going to clean that up, we've been here in D.C for almost two days now and this place already looks like shit." Manny rallied the others and I to clean quickly so when the girl could help us study, we would at least look presentable to the feminine eyes.
"We've been cleaning since we've been dropped off, unluckily Devon wasn't able to pick us up." Duncan groaned.
"The assessment was held longer at the end of some dumb reason and then there was traffic and stuff." Devon explained.
Manny stomped his foot, demanding,"Just wash the dishes, fluff the couch, and vent out the bathroom."
Everyone grumbled and responded to Manuel's orders by actually doing them, yet I was taken away from drying the dishes and was taken aside by Manny,"AI need you to call her. You can talk to girls, right?"
"Of course, I can." confirming myself, "Wait, what is her name again?"
"Marceline, stupido." Manny rolled his eyes and shook his head, then gave me the number and address while he rushed to the dorm he shared with Dean.
Taking out my phone, I dialed the number waiting for the call to be picked up."Uh...Marceline, we are ready for you, so call back when you are, because we will pick you up."
She answered," I'm ready now."
"Oh okay, We'll be there." I ended the call.
"Aye Devon, come on let's go pick up Marceline!" I yelled to him so he could get his lazy ass up.
Grabbing his car keys, and giving him the address to Devon, "Why is a girl coming over, who had the moves to ask her over?"
"Manuel." I told Devon, as we made it to the parking lot, Devon's rent-a-car blue honda, was clicked to unlock, and after setting in our seatbelts, we headed to Marceline's apartment.
*Arrives at Marceline's apartment*
Staying inside the car and called Marceline to head downstairs and look for a blue honda.
Few minutes passed and the door to the main apartment lobby swung open and out came Marceline wearing a a teal hoodie, and under it was simple black shirt with blue jeans and a bag that was splashed with colors of blue, gold, black, and blended in like a painting.
I got out of the car, and waved to her, the opening the back door for her to go inside the car.
"Thanks for picking me up." Marceline countered while climbing in the back.
I gave a slight nod and introduced Devon and Marceline, but annoyingly on the way to our dorm Devon just had to mention Minecraft causing them to converse about the squared 8-bit game the whole damn ride.
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A/N: Let's be honest here. How clean is clean? My room can barely stay clean for a month. I don't even move much. Why is there trash in this one corner that I've never stepped foot in.
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