Chapter 8: Frosting Date night

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I was on cloud nine, I couldn't believe this was happening. A date with him. It was surreal.  "They will be here in twenty minutes." He said and I nodded "I have a question."  "Shoot." "Do you really think I'm immature, stupid and irresponsible?"  He walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Not immature and stupid." He said as I gave him a look. "Just irresponsible."  "Excuse me?" I said pulling away from him just to be pulled back. "Don't get mad, I meant irresponsible because you were drunk driving. You could've been badly injured. Mar I really like you and care about you, please never pull that stunt again."  "I won't, and I only drank because you left and got mad because you didn't like me. Well you did but I didn't know." I replied as I interlaced out fingers.

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