His Ray Bans ✔️

36 || YOU'RE AN IDIOT!

seven | diana | store clerk

'that'll be twelve dollars.'

'okay.'

'nice weather, no?'

'yeah.'

'you seem very tired.'

'and you seem very nosy.'

'hey! i'm just concerned!'

'well-omph!'

'are you alright? hey, who are you?'

'who the hell are you? and why did you punch me?'

'who am i? your future, or present, i don't know know, sister-in-law!'

'diana? where's she?'

'wait, i was flirting with a married guy?'

'that's me, and she's not here. now, take me to get some ice cream and i may help you to make amends.'

'make amends? she told you?'

'no, she didn't. for some reason, she put her phone in her closet and hasn't touched it for a week. it didn't light up with messages from you like i expected. so, i stole it and guess what?'

'what?'

'YOU'RE AN IDIOT!'

'yeah, between you two ladies, i got that point.'

'okay, can you guys leave?'

'bye!'

'ow!'

'. . .'

'what?'

'did you have to throw the candy at her?'

'she was annoying.'

'okay, justified. now what?'

'get me some ice cream, and i'll help you win your girl back.'

'she's not mine.'

'. . .'

'diana, i'm sorry. she's mine. please put the bottle back down?'

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i'm back!

sorry for the late update. and anyone missing our female voldermort?

don't worry, she's getting a name soon.

actually, they're gonna meet soon.

<3, rai