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"Please don't laugh," Raivas begged in a soft whisper through the cellular phone, "but I'm stuck in the girl's bathroom." As if scripted, an eruption of laughter from a crowd of girls in the bathroom with him crackled through the phone.
You held a hand over your tugging smile, trying to hold back even a small giggle at your boyfriend's luck this week. Yesterday, he accidently spilled some of Ivan's drinks and cried because he thought he was going to die. The day before that, he kept running into random walls because he had his head in the clouds. And before that, he accidently dropped his favorite book into the river. Raivas was just not lucky this week.
"Alright," you managed to reply despite your desperate need to laugh your ass off, "I'll come and get you." You closed your phone and let the laugh escape your throat loudly, leaning against the wall while your body shook with the giggles.
As you straightened up, clearing your throat lightly you took off again towards the girl's bathroom. The hallways mostly empty, due to class being over and the weekend starting.
You pushed the bathroom door open, immediatly coming face to face with a group of giggling girls, touching up their make-up and hair for the party at the boy's dorm house tonight.
"Hey," you started, catching the girl's attentions, "there's, like, three really hot boys outside right now, and they don't have shirts on, and are single." You lied.
The girls gasped and giggled their way out and into the empty hallway. As the last one left, you locked the door behind her and ignored their protests and yells of, "Uh, no, there is, like not any hot boys out here."
"Raivas?" You asked.
He pushed a stall door open and fell into your arms, shivering slightly at the fear and trauma. "All they talked about was how hot Gilbert was, and how much they would like to date Ivan," he murmered, "it's was so weird."
You smoothed his curly blonde hair down, "I know. You're safe now, you're safe."
You held a hand over your tugging smile, trying to hold back even a small giggle at your boyfriend's luck this week. Yesterday, he accidently spilled some of Ivan's drinks and cried because he thought he was going to die. The day before that, he kept running into random walls because he had his head in the clouds. And before that, he accidently dropped his favorite book into the river. Raivas was just not lucky this week.
"Alright," you managed to reply despite your desperate need to laugh your ass off, "I'll come and get you." You closed your phone and let the laugh escape your throat loudly, leaning against the wall while your body shook with the giggles.
As you straightened up, clearing your throat lightly you took off again towards the girl's bathroom. The hallways mostly empty, due to class being over and the weekend starting.
You pushed the bathroom door open, immediatly coming face to face with a group of giggling girls, touching up their make-up and hair for the party at the boy's dorm house tonight.
"Hey," you started, catching the girl's attentions, "there's, like, three really hot boys outside right now, and they don't have shirts on, and are single." You lied.
The girls gasped and giggled their way out and into the empty hallway. As the last one left, you locked the door behind her and ignored their protests and yells of, "Uh, no, there is, like not any hot boys out here."
"Raivas?" You asked.
He pushed a stall door open and fell into your arms, shivering slightly at the fear and trauma. "All they talked about was how hot Gilbert was, and how much they would like to date Ivan," he murmered, "it's was so weird."
You smoothed his curly blonde hair down, "I know. You're safe now, you're safe."
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I would have gone outside to diss them.