@Fraust
(cough)
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(And Lloyd went to school like a good virgin boi)
(same :/)
(Hardy har.)
Lillian smiled and fell back into the pillows, "Yay! No Mrs. Peterson!"
(Lloyd: Um escuuuse me but Mrs. Peterson's my fren. My fren who also happens to not be a virgin like you guys)
(ew i gotta do science homework but ill still be on)
"My dad's home I think… He leaves for work in about, 10 minutes. You might have to hide because he usually comes up to make sure I'm awake." Darren said finding his pants and sliding them over his legs.
(this'll end well)
(See ya.
Lillian: How long are you going to hold this over are heads? You reach seventeen, have a hot quarterback for a boyfriend, and see how long you last.)
(Well sorry to tell you, Lloyd but your friend puts me to sleep on a daily basis so…)
Lillian nodded, "Can I just hide under the bed? With my clothes."
(Lloyd: maybe it's good for you considering you're having sex instead of sleeping)
"Whatever you want dear, just be very quiet." Darren laughed.
Lillian smirked as she got out of bed and gathered her clothes, "Oh hush up."
Darren sat on the edge of the bed scanning the room for his shirt, "Jesus, where did you throw my shirt to?"
Lillian sat down putting her pants on, "I was a bit preoccupied to actually see where I was throwing things."
Darren laughed, "Hurry up I can hear my dad…"
Lillian finished getting dressed and slid under the bed, "Am I good?"
"Yeah!" Darren whispered just as his father burst into the room, "Hey kid time to get- oh, you're not usually awake already…"
"I'm just ahead of the game today dad!" Darren put a smile on his face.
"Yeah whatever kid, just don't be late for school and don't miss football practice tonight either…" With that his dad slammed the door and headed to work.
Lillian let out the breath she was holding.
Darren heard her breath and chuckled, "Coast is clear now."
Lillian slid out from under the bed, "So that's your dad."
Darren sighed, "The one and only!" He laid down on the bed clearly frustrated with both his father and his disappearing shirt.
Lillian sat down next to him and started playing with his hair. She said in a playful pouty tone, "Are you mad that I lost your shirt?"
"A little frustrated… today is the first day of the end of my life. We have rehearsal after school but I have football practice." Darren looked up at her, he was a bit calmer now with Lillian playing with his hair.
Lillian thought for a second, "Due to the circumstances if you to to practice I won't chase you down with my trombone."
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