@Natasha
Tara sighed, staying in the kitchen. She played with her bracelet, lost in thought.
Tara sighed, staying in the kitchen. She played with her bracelet, lost in thought.
Darren returned and sat next to her with a forced smile.
(MY SISTER
CALLED ME
ON HER PHONE
JUST TO GET ME TO COME DOWNSTAIRS)
(Gtg bbl)
Tara looked over at Darren. "What's wrong?"
Darren shook his head, “Not a thing honey,”
(I'm bbaaaccckkk)
Tara put her head on his shoulder and sighed. "If you say so."
Darren laid his head on top of hers with a long sigh and dropped his smile, it felt too fake anyways.
Tara closed her eyes. "You are the worst liar ever." She whispered.
A ghost of a smile traced his lips, “I know,”
For a few more minutes, Tara was silent.
"We are interesting people," He said as he looked around.
Tara sighed. "We sure are…."
"We are sitting on the floor simply because I deemed it to be more fun than standing,"
(The username…. I'm back)
(YYYEEEYYYY…..)
"We are sitting on the floor simply because I deemed it to be more fun than standing,"
Tara laughed cheerily. "Well….." She shrugged.
"You're in college right now too right?"
Tara nodded. "Second year. You?"
"Same actually." He smiled a little, "Where do you go?"
(Uuuuhhhh…..)
"Phoenix University." She answered.
"Oh I go to Loyola Marymount University," He nodded, "It's in Los Angeles,"
"Hm….that's kinda far…"
"It's not that bad."
"How do you even manage work and school with that commute?" Tara asked.
"Uhh, I don't know… Great gas mileage?" he joked.
Tara laughed. "Okay." She answered.
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