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I sat down at my desk going through all the papers, since the year was almost up I already got a bunch of new applications for the dance studio. It was extremely boring and difficult to concentrate on it. Which was the very reason why I was battling people on Clash Royale, it's a very addicting game. That game is going to be the very reason why I become a shud in but with wifi.
Suddenly I heard someone clear their throat, i had been in o engrossed in the game to realize that someone had walked in.
"Sorry we're closed." I said without looking up from my phone
"Then why was the door open?" The guy said
"Because I forgot to lock it." I said looking up realizing that it had been my brother who had disappeared for months without even the slightest hint of a goodbye.
"Oh my God! —————— I can't believe you're actually here." I said walking from behind the desk to give him a big hug. After our embrace I gave him the hardest slap that I have ever giving someone.
"What the hell Len." He yelled
"You think you can fall off the face of the earth for months then all of a sudden appear and expect to be greeted with rainbows and butterflies." I snapped
"I knew be mad but I didn't think that you would hit me that hard." He whined
"Stop being a b****."
"So...tell me exactly how mad mom is." He asked
"She's pissed."
"But how pissed?"
"I'm serious ————— she's really mad and I don't know how your going to get out of this one." I explained
"I'll think of a way."
"Whatever, what do you want?" I asked
"What do you mean?" He questioned
"Don't forget I know you well, maybe better than I know myself and I know you want something." I said
"Well since you bought it up, I have this friend in desperate need of a dancer and—"
"No."
"Come on."
"No."
"Please." He begged
"I said no."
"You don't even know why I want you to this, you don't even know what I want you to do."
"What is it and why."
"It's this dance competition and you're the only dancer I really know. Please Len you have to do this for me." He begged
"Okay I'll think about it." I said giving in
"Thank you so much." His whole face lit up and smile replaced the pout he had previously.
"I said that I wound think about it it wasn't a yes." I clarified
"With you it's practically a yes." He admitted "Well I guess I'll catch up with you later then."
"Yeah whatever." I said
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I sat upside down on the couch while shoving nachos in my mouth and watching a horror film. One of the classics.
"Len what the hell are you doing
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