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Hello !! I need more friends :))

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i miss him deeply..

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FUCK these tumblr mobile ads that pause my music when im scrolling

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Pookie from “behind” ❤️

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON (2022-) SHREK (2001)

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pick your soldier ben ‘match your freak’ blackwood or nonbinary bracken

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lord take all of their suffering & give it to criston cole

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Trent Lane x F!Reader pt.2

Based off the show Daria No warnings other than drug use and this not being proof read

Considering today was absolute crap I'm considering going for black. Wouldn't be surprising if the rest of the week were to mirror today. I could think a bit more positively and go for a dark purple but then it could be argued that's also a depressing color. Maybe I shouldn't paint my nails, I always end up chewing it off anyways. I could do both black and dark purple to save myself the headache of not being able to- "I think you should do red." Trent had been rolling a joint for us, trying to make a decision on which color I should do. He was right.

"Red is cute." But I still think black and dark purple would be too. Now I'm deciding between three colors. Crap.

"Her heads gonna explode." Jesse says from the corner of Trent's room setting a CD in the player and skipping to the song he wanted. I sighed silently as I relaxed my face from its frown.

"Well here," Trent says softly before passing the joint to me, "Relax a bit Y/N." I take the joint and the lighter that's sitting in the middle of the bed before getting the joint ready as I light it.

"Sorry. I get overwhelmed when I have to many options." I said twirling the tip of the joint so it didn't burn unevenly.

"You can just paint Trent's nails black, mine purple and yours red." Jesse says as if it were obvious. He was always able to help me make a decision or sometimes he would just talk so much nonsense I forget what I'm deciding on.

"What would I do without you." I say giving him a soft smile placing the joint between my lips.

"Your head would explode." Trent says with a playful grin across his lips. My smile grows and I let out a chuckle but it only makes me choke on my smoke. My eyes begin to water as I begin coughing into my arm.

Oh. My. God. It just bitch slapped me

After my coughing fit and handing over the joint to Jesse I lay back on Trent's bed letting my feet hang over the side of the bed. Feeling the bed shift below me I look over to see Trent coming to lay beside me. I shoot him another smile feeling a blush tickle my cheeks. I close my eyes for a moment feeling the pot hit me already only to open them again to find him inches away from me. Goosebumps ran down my arm as I felt his breath lightly hitting it. I actually and quite literally hated myself for not being able to stop my goofy ass smile from forming as my blush grows.

"You should paint my nails first." He says softly as I meet his gaze, his eyes seemed to linger on my lips before slowly trailing across my face as if he wanted to remember every feature.

He’s done this before. Him kissing me on the cheek a few weeks ago was only the beginning. It was as if he were testing the water with me. Giving me lingering gazes during practices, holding my hand in his jacket pocket when it’s freezing outside and Jesse's taking his time putting our instruments away in the van. I have been keeping quiet about this, but truth be told, I didn't really mind it. Maybe he didn't want anything from me at the moment or perhaps I am just misinterpreting everything.

However, I don't think I was, especially considering the way he was staring at my lips with such intensity that it felt like he was devouring them with his eyes. I hoped Jesse was too high to notice us as he went through Trent’s CD's. I could feel my heart beating hard against my chest as I felt myself inching closer to him. We were close enough that our breaths became one. I closed my eyes as he closed the gap between us. He leaned over me, his hand resting on my arm as his thumb ran gently across my skin. The kiss started out soft and tender but quickly became a bit more passionate. I felt a slight nip on my bottom lip as he deepened the kiss. I could feel his fingertips trail down the back of my neck, pulling me in closer. As I took in his taste and touch, I felt my lips curl into a grin. But just before I could melt into the kiss Jesse interrupted us.

“I actually think I wanna paint my nails red.”

Trent lets out a chuckle into the kiss while he pulls away from me. As Jesse flips over the CD to read the back, thankfully he still hasn't been paying attention to us. I can feel the warmth spreading across my cheeks as I smile, letting out a chuckle myself.

“Red it is.”

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"Holy..." I breathed as I looked up at the big bright sign of a juicy hamburger. Trent and I had been walking for a good thirty minutes ever since I talked his ear off about craving fries. "You said it was at most a ten minute walk from your place."

"That's how long it takes me in the van." Trent looked up at the sign and shrugged lightly before gazing blankly at me. A flat smile lays firmly on my lips as I meet his gaze nodding lightly before speaking, "Oh you're lucky you're cute."

He gives me a relaxed smile and takes my hand gently running his thumb across my knuckles, "Thanks babe." His voice was low and raspy but his words were filled with admiration. I couldn't stay annoyed at him, not when he looked at me that way. "Let's go get you a burger."

"I'm going to be thinking about that burger for a long time," I say before taking a sip of my drink. "It was perfect."

Trent slouches a bit in the booth yawning as he tosses his wrapper onto the table. "Yeah, it was pretty good. I'm not excited for the walk back." He replied slouching his shoulders now. I could feel the dread radiating off him as it washed over me. I sigh softly and mirror his slouch, "Thanks for reminding me."

"We could just stay here." I suggest.

"Rot into the booths together."

I hummed softly with content and smiled. My stomach felt like it was going to explode. I needed a cigarette, but I was too tired from eating, so I let out sigh. “If only we had the tank.” I say earning a long sigh from him now. I chuckled softly at his tired reply, and then we fell into a comfortable silence. Trent closed his eyes letting the muscles in his face relax and my eyes begin running over his face. His eyes were tired, with dark bags underneath, most likely from staying up all night playing his guitar or just sleeping too much in general. My eyes fall to his goatee and I could instantly feel a frown form on my face. I could never tell if I liked it or not. He let me shave it off once but the sideburns didn't look good without the goatee. I let out small laugh remembering his reaction to seeing himself in the mirror. His eyes open and and he smiles softly watching me.

“I love you.”

What?

“You what?” I asked just giving him a blank stare despite the fluttering my heart was doing. We've been together for four months now since the day we kissed on his bed. He's shown me affection in ways I never thought possible, but he knew what those words meant to me. There is no reason for me to think he's lying, but I still can't shake my doubts. My parents made it their mission to not ever tell me they loved me or even show any once of it to me but I don't hold it against them anymore. That being because I don't view them as human, they might not even have souls.

He sits up in the booth and sets his hand on the table holding it open for me to take. I lean in to take his hand and he gives me a gentle squeeze. He intertwines our hands and it pulls a smile onto my lips. "You're the coolest girl I've met. You‘re my muse Y/N...and you actually make me want to practice. I have a passion for music but I never had motivation and drive until I met you. That and you clean my room when I'm too tired to. There's no one I'd rather spend days sleeping with."

I chuckled with a light blush and took his other hand in mine that was on the table, "Well you're pretty cool yourself, we're a pretty cool couple." I teased before lightly biting my lower lip and continuing, "I love you too." Trent's smile grows and he places a kiss on my hand. "Even though it's not all the time I wouldn't share my toothbrush with just anyone."

"So that's whose toothbrush you've been using, I was afraid you stopped brushing altogether." Trent and I both look over to see Jane and Daria standing at the end of the table.

"Y/n we have a ride home," Trent says grinning before turning his attention back to his sister. "You haven't crashed the tank yet have you?"

Jane smirks, "Maybe a few scratches but it's nothin' that wasn't there before. Now one of you move, Daria and I are getting burgers." I scoot out of the booth and sit next to Trent on the other side. Jane goes to order while Daria sits in my previous seat.

"Where did you guys take the tank?" Trent asks Daria while wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him.

"It's a long story but hopefully telling you we kidnapped an incompetent football player won't raise any questions." She dryly jokes. I liked Daria, sure sometimes I can't tell when she's being serious contrary to her deadpan personality but she was chill.

"Hey don't be spilling all our business now," Jane says coming back over and sitting next to Daria. "Y/N you need to convince my brother to get some new wheels." She says looking over at me now.

"I'm surprised the wheels are still on that thing." Daria adds making Trent and I chuckle.

"Trust me I've already been making him save whatever money he gets. I love you but I don't trust you driving my car." I say letting a soft chuckle leave my lips and looking over at him resting my hand on his thigh.

"That's okay Y/N, I understand. I wouldn't trust me either." He responds just as the burgers get set on the table. That was fast, our burgers took twenty minutes to come out. The girls begin eating their burgers letting Trent and I break off into our own conversation. "I like it when you say I love you. It's hot." He whispers in my ear making me blush lightly.

"Oh hush." I say placing a hand on his chest and pulling him in for a small kiss but he lets the kiss linger before slowly pulling away. "I'm happy we don't have to walk home now."

He pecks my lips once more, "Yeah, that way we can get home faster."

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hi there 🥰 i just wanted to let you know that i loved your trent lane fic! it’s so hard to find writing for him 😭 i was wondering if you’re planning on writing more parts? if not could i request them? i love your writing style 💞 have a good one!

Hi ☺️ sorry for the late response but I am planning on making a part 2 (I actually already have some typed) just have really bad writers block. I will try and get it out as soon as I can !! Also TYSM I try 🥹💚

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Combined my two passions 🧍🏻‍♀️

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Trent Lane x F!Reader pt.1

Based off the show Daria No warnings other than drug use Pt. 2

“Okay.” I calmly say to myself as I look down at my drumsticks that were now snapped in half. Having them in the back pocket of my jeans was risky for me but then sitting down..embarrassing. I get up from my couch sighing softly as I grab my coat and keys before heading out the door.

I pull into the small parking lot of the music store and head inside. I had a gig at The Zon in like 30 minutes. It was my first gig with this new band, and I haven’t even met all of them yet. My cousin, Jesse, got me the position of drummer for Mystik Spiral. It was an interesting name I will say. “Thanks.” I say to the clerk before he hands me my small bag with my new drumsticks inside. Thankfully for me The Zon was only a block away from the store. Once inside, I ditched the bag, throwing it in the trash bin. I walked over to Jesse, who raised an eyebrow ever so slightly. “It’s too embarrassing don’t ask.” I wave him off with a scowl as he begins to talk, “We go on in a bit.” I give him a thumbs up in response making my way to the bar and ordering myself a drink.

“You must be my brother’s new drummer.” I hear a blank low tone voice say from the side of me. I look over to see a short-haired girl with dark makeup, I give her a small smile before responding. “Yeah, what gave me up?” She smirks as her eyes glance behind me, “Your drumsticks are in your back pocket. That and my brother always talks about you.” I frown at this information to which she backtracks, “I promise my brother isn’t creepy he just thinks you’re really good on drums.” If anything that didn’t help. “I’ve never met your brother. How does he know what I sound like? If anything I was a last-minute choice.” She pierces her lips together and it looks like she is going to say something but decides not to do so, “You know I can’t defend him on that. That does sound creepy.”

The girl's name was Jane. I had been talking to her for a bit and found her to be pretty chill and interesting. It turns out she has good music taste too. “Y/N!” I hear Jesse shout from the side of the stage. I excused myself before finishing my drink and making my way over to Jesse and the two guys standing next to him. I give a small wave as Jesse talks, “Y/N this is Nicholas and Trent guys this is my cousin.” The pink-haired one, Nicholas, nods with a smile and I return it. There wasn’t enough time for introductions so I took my seat at the drums already on the stage. Thank you to the man before me for letting me play his drums. I raise my right stick at him, and he raises the drink I bought him with a smile. “Hey, we’re Mystik Spiral and this one’s for Daria and Jane,” Trent says into the mic before counting down and tapping his foot for us to start on cue. “When the aliens come, when the death rays hum. When the bobbers bomb, we’ll still be freakin’ friends.”

After the set, Trent returns with beers and hands me one. I lean against the wall and take a sip. “So, your sister tells me you like listening to me play,” I say with a grin hiding behind the bottle. “Yeah, you sound pretty good. We went to high school together. Heard you play in the music room.” He replies in a laidback manner. I respond with a frown and straighten myself against the wall. "You played so loud in the music room that people got headaches in the classroom next door." He grins lightly and continues, "I should thank you for all the quizzes you got canceled." I smile to myself and take another sip of beer. "Your sister made you sound creepy." I chucked. "Yeah, Janey's got a way with words," he said with a slight hint of sarcasm. "I could use some pizza. Y/N wanna come with?" I nod, "Yeah, the only thing in my system is alcohol." We both chuckle as we finish our beers and leave The Zon.

A month later

"I can't believe you're working for the man." I hear a familiar, monotone voice say something behind me. I stop cleaning the table, and I turn to face Trent and see Nicolas and Jesse behind him. I give them a "hi" before they go take seats in a booth, leaving Trent and I alone. I asked Trent how he was feeling after noticing the bags under his eyes. "You look tired. Rough night?" I folded the rag and continued to clean the table as he replied, "Family’s in town; I can’t stay at the house, so I’m staying in the tank." I squint and raise an eyebrow. "The tank?" I asked as he yawned. "It used to be a van." I finish wiping down the table and offer for him to crash on my couch. “That is, if you don’t mind the underlying depression coating the walls." He dryly chuckles and coughs midway before speaking, “You’re funny Y/N, I’ll wait here till your shift is done so we can drive to your place after.” I give him a small smile and he goes to sit with the two duds in the booth.

The drive was okay. I felt like I was making it awkward since I was nervous about him seeing my apartment. It wasn't dirty or anything like that it's the fact I've grown a crush on this guy and he's crashing on my couch. What if he thinks I'm a mess? What if he judges me for the way my apartment looks? I can't believe I'm worrying about his opinion when I've seen him throw up on the side of the road. “Everything okay Y/N?” His voice breaks me out of my spiral. I glanced over at him to see him staring and noticed that we were already at my apartment. "Mhm, just tired. My bad." I reply, gathering my coat and keys in my hands before getting out of the car. “No need to explain, I understand. After every gig I just wanna go lay on my couch. It's tough out there..." He replies as we head to my door and I unlock it stepping inside. I was overly exhausted from today to even unpack what he just said so I just locked the door and made my way to my room. "Cool place." He says walking around my living room and taking an interest in my bongs on the shelf. "We can smoke after I'm out of the shower." I say watching him sit at my drums and grabbing the sticks next to it. "Sick. I'll play you something." He says and I hear him hit the crash cymbal as I head to my room.

As I exit my room with a small bag and hairbrush, I find Trent reading one of my magazines in the living room. "Here you start packing. Was it boring out here without me?" I ask with a smile passing him the bag I brought out. He gives me a grin as he begins to pack the bong. "Yeah, I gave myself a headache playing your drums. How was your shower? Your singing sounded good Y/N." I blush with embarrassment and grab my brush to occupy my nervous state. "By the way can I borrow your toothbrush? I usually use Janey's when I don't have mine." I couldn't tell if he was being serious so I gave him a questioning look. He blankly stares at me and I look for any sign of him joking but I never do. "Uh, I actually have some new ones in the drawer in the bathroom. You can use one of those." I inform him and keep brushing my hair as he goes back to packing.

Trent lights the candle on the table in front of us and I get more comfortable on the couch before taking a rip. "This candle burns so slow...will it grow...will it grow." Trent sings dryly as I cough and hand him the bong to clear it. "Hey-that..." I coughed for a moment before continuing, "That was good." He gives me a tired smile before taking his own rip of the bong. "The feeling of smoke...going down my throat..." I continue with a dry chuckle, "Dryness coats my throat." He breaks out into a series of coughs as I cross my legs and face him on the couch. "I think we should start a band." He wheezed making me smile. He sets the bong down and turns his body to face me. "Thank you for letting me crash here. Anything's better than the tank." He states whilst I yawn, "No problem, you're my friend Trent. None of my friends are sleeping in something that used to be a van." I spoke feeling my eyes get a bit droopy. "I should head to bed now. Feel free to finish the rest. Goodnight." I smile warmly at him and he leans in to place a gentle kiss on my cheek. "Goodnight Y/N." A blush creeps on my cheeks and he pulls back. I noticed him warmly smiling at me, his eyes trailing around a bit and I reciprocated with a smile of my own. "Goodnight," I repeat once more as I get up from the couch. As I head to my room, my smile grows wider. I'm not blushing, you're blushing,

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Atlantis: The Lost Empire

Vinny Santorini x Reader

there isn’t enough being written for him..so let me write some :)

hopefully it’s not too bad and sorry it’s not very long

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“My daughters dress was pink. The flowers I got did not go with her dress.” The lady states to a very tired looking Vinny. Y/N could tell he was getting annoyed with the woman even though he got the order wrong. It made her chuckle.

“I’m very sorry for the inconvenience. I can give you a big discount on your next order or issue you a full refund.” He says in his nonchalant voice as if it’s rehearsed. Y/N finishes displaying the flowers in the front window of the shop and makes her way over to the man.

“Refund?” She asks looking for some window markers in the drawers under the front counter. “It’s always the refund. I can’t keep doing this job. It’s driving me crazy.” He complains to his girlfriend.

Y/N knew where he was coming from. Flowers was never Vinny’s thing. His family owned the flower shop so he couldn’t really up and leave. “You need to find something that sparks your motivation. Maybe something that can get us out of your mothers house?” Y/N says shutting the drawer having no luck finding the markers.

Vinny leans back on the counter crossing his arms over his chest. “It would be nice not having to check and see if my mother’s home everytime we-” he was interrupted by Y/N hugging him suddenly. He hugs her back a bit puzzled by the sudden affection. “You looked tired so I’m giving you a recharge hug.” She answers before he even gets to question what she’s doing.

“Oh well thank you.” He replies resting his cheek on top of her head with a warm smile. The two stayed like this for as long as they could. Vinny and Y/N had been the only one’s running the shop for a while now. His parents were getting older and the shop had seen better days. They got back to doing what they needed to do by the end of the day, exchanging conversations here and there.

It was later in the day around closing time when Y/N was outside about to finish her design on the front window. She was hoping her art would attract some new customers into the shop. “All done..!” She shouts to Vinny who’s inside finishing up a big corsage order. She sees him stand on the other side of the window admiring her art. “I think it’s crooked..!” He shouts back. Y/N steps back to see if it really is crooked but when she does he’s already grinning revealing he was just joking.

“Ha ha very funny.” She sarcastically says. Neither of them expected what was to come next. Within a blink of an eye a big blast comes from the Chinese restaurant next door which continued into the flower shop. The back of Y/N’s head hits the road pavement after she’s flown back from the blast

A couple of moments later she jolts up remembering Vinny being inside. “Ouch..” She hisses and holds the back her head which is bleeding a bit. Y/N gets up as fast as she can only seeing how destroyed everything is when she’s fully standing. The window to the shop was completely gone and not to mention the whole chinese restaurant.

“Vinny!” She runs over to him once she sees him laying in front of the window now outside. Y/N couldn’t tell if she had died because this man was smiling from ear to ear. Getting on her knees she shakes his shoulders which snaps him out of it. He continues to have a smile as he states, “Honey..I found my spark.”

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“Ugh! Great the bird ate my shirt.”

“Oh wow. Can I touch your hair? Most witches don’t have princess hair. I bet it smells like cake. I love cake.”

“ Ta-da ! Me again.”

“It’s cleaner than my own hand. Trust me.”

“Sorry about this. But don’t worry you’ll still look beautiful to me.”

“Your squirrel friends, Sophie! Call your squirrel friends!”

“Ooh! Ow, ow, ow! Thank you, ma’am”

- Hort , The school for Good and Evil

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Eddie x Reader | Stranger Things

Warnings { drug use

"Thanks." I smile at the guy watching over the register before heading back outside to my car. As I head back with my bag filled with candy I see Dustin's excited face in the passenger seat. I get in and close the door behind me,"Here you go, and happy birthday." I give him a forced smile that turned genuine as I hand him the bag to which he sequels. I raise my eyebrows and start chucking in shock at the noise he just made. "Thank you y/n! I can't wait to rub this in Lucas' face." He flashes his smile before digging into the bag and handing me a candy bar, "Here you go, since you bought all this it would be rude of me not to share." I take the candy giving him a 'Thank you' before starting the car and driving to the roller rink.

It had been a good 30 minutes into skating with everyone when I decided I needed to steal some candy from Dustin's bag. It was the perfect time since he was busy laughing at Lucas trying to skate. I take some gummy worms from the bag after sitting on top of the table. "Can I steal some?" I hear suddenly from behind me. I turn around on the table and look down a bit at the voice. "Eddie..? When did you get there?' I genuinely ask cause my guy wasn't there before. He chuckles, "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you." I hand him the bag of gummy worms and he sticks his hand in. "It's all good just make some noise next time. You aren't skating?" I ask noticing he's not wearing skates. He shakes his head, "I don't do skating I'm just here for Dustin." I swing my legs to the edge on the table so they dangle. I observe his jacket and shirt as I rip half the gummy worm in between my teeth. "Nice W.A.S.P pin.." I gesture my head to his pin on his jacket. "Oh thanks..What's your favorite song..?" He asks leaning in a bit almost as if he's trying to catch me slipping. "Sex drive." I replied, "Why? You testing me?" I scoff with a dry chuckle as he leans back a bit with a grin. "Possibly, sorry it's just some people say they're into the band when they only know one song." He says a bit defensive but I can tell he's not actually offended. Why is this guy so cute? "God you're one of those people..? Just so you know I'm not lying..I can list you off all their albums.." I start listing them but he stops me only two albums in. "Nope I believe you." He didn't wanna sit through me doing that which made me smirk slightly. We sat there for a bit in a comfortable silence as the heads of gummy worms were being torn off.

"For some reason I don't believe you.."I chuckled handing Eddie the joint we were smoking behind the skate building. "I'm being serious.."he says with a sly grin which makes me laugh. "Okay so say Robert Trujillo did let you play his guitar how did they not just call security on you? You did sneak backstage." I question still intrigued by his story while he takes a couple of hits off the joint. "I was just too cool to be kicked out." He replies with a shrug. I didn't believe the guy but I couldn't decide if I wanted to let him have his moment or not.

I didn't.

"Or did you beg them not to kick you out?" After I asked that he puts his hand to his mouth and hesitates to defend himself but he doesn't. "Were you there?" He asks in a bit of shock and we both burst out laughing. "Sorry sorry.."I say throughout my chuckles. Eddie passes the joint as we come down from our laughter. "It's fine...but I promise the rest of it is true. I did play his guitar after begging to stay." He reassures me and I finish the joint. "Have you heard they're new album? Master of Puppets?" He curiously asked. "Mm..." I blow the last hit out into the air. "No actually, I want to but I just haven't gotten around to it." I said before he gets excited and crosses his arms over his chest with half a smile. "You should give it a listen soon cause it's so good..." he starts to go on about his love for the album but the whole time I couldn't get my mind off of how cute he was. I didn't know if he felt more comfortable around me because we just smoked but he just seems a bit more happy and open even though we just met. I loved it. "What?" He questions breaking me out of my thoughts. "Huh? Oh..." I didn't notice my stupid smile on my face as he was talking. Maybe I was the one who was too high. "Sorry..It's just you're cute when you get excited." I slightly slap my hand over my mouth out shock that just slipped out. "Okay wow.." I giggled with a light blush. I put my hands on my cheeks and he raises his eyebrows but soon grins to himself. The grin. "I mean I know I'm cute but thank you for reminding me." He says confidently making me playfully roll my eyes and he continues after a moment, "I'm glad you said that because I was going to ask you if you wanted to possibly go out sometime..? Maybe go for dinner then afterwards go somewhere to listen to the new album?" He asked sounding a bit unsure due to being nervous. Wait. I couldn't believe that this guy was really asking me out. He had the looks, music taste and personality. I'm dreaming bitch. "Y-Yeah..that actually sounds really nice." I answered with a hint of excitement. "Eddie..!" We both snap our heads to the side of the building where Dustin is standing. "We are eating cake..! Finish up the flirting and come sing happy birthday to me..!" He shouts not even wasting his time walking over to us. I pierce my lips together before smiling at Eddie which he returns. "We should.." I start and gesture to where Dustin was just standing. "Yeah...also I'm excited for our date. Tomorrow? I will pick you up at 7?" He asked and I nod with a goofy smile still feeling like I'm dreaming. We make our way inside chatting about our favorite music now. I'm so happy.