I'll be your French Bread

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"Are you kidding me, why is my door so popular today. I literally have a day off and I - Karen?" Kristel says while opening the door

"U-uhm Hi kristel, can I talk to you.."

"Oh haha uhm" Kristel glances over her shoulder to check if everything looks normal

"Yeah sure lol haha come i mean inside ahha silly me"

"Kristel did you just say lol out loud?"

"N-No anyways moving on"

They sit on the sofa very awkwardly. Karen is playing with her fingers and kristel is too scared to even move

"So"

"So"

They both said at the same time

"You can go first" kristel politely insists

"Well I uhm I Uhm,. How do I"

"Karen I don't like you" kristel breaks her off

"W-what? O-oh okay" Karen can already feel her deep blue tears falling down.

"Wait Karen I'm sorry I-I don't know if I do or not" kristel nervously admits.

"You- you don't know?"

"I don't and I don't want to hurt you but I don't know if I'm ready and everything confuses me and all I can think about is your a- I mean hands" she almost slipped, but nice save Kristel.

Silence breaks through when Karen does not how to respond. Until-

"French bread." She speaks

"What?" Kristel confusedly asks

"French bread. You didn't know you liked french bread until you tried it, right?"

"I - I mean yeah but what does this have to do with anything you clown?" Kristel answers in disbelieve

"Well try me"

"T-try you what are you? A sample??"

"I'll be your french bread...Now kiss me you fool"

And so they did.

Kristel didn't like it.

She loved it.

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