“. . . What the f#ck.”

Clay: oh f**k *hides*

Melody: -looks for him-

Clay: *stays quiet*

Melody: -behind him- “gotcha.”

Clay: s-sorry

Melody: “hello kind sir! Just what the F**K do you think you were doing back there?”

When she emphasized on the f word, her left eye flashed red

Clay: *panics* I’m s-sorry I was just umm

“EXPLAIN.” There the glow is again

Clay: I umm sorry you are just really cute

“Do i need to call my personal assassin?”

(You mean she emphasized the f**k word

(Yes.)

Clay: no please I’m sorry

“I kindly ask you to leave!”^^

Clay: ok I will *walks away*

“Thank you!” She skips away

Clay: welcome *looks at the photo*

It’s pretty blurry

Clay: I umm

All of them are.

Clay: my phone isn’t that good

Well- she is sitting right there. . .

Clay: I- shut up

Never. I am the voice inside your head. You cannot silence me. Take another photo of the charming adorable girl.

Clay: I umm *takes another photo*

This time, not blurry, and cleavage is visible

Clay: I- *blushes*

??? Is very pretty.

Clay: y-yes

She looks over- “what was that?”

Clay: shit *runs as fast as he can*

He finds himself unable to move

Clay: what the hell

She walks up to him- “you like how i look? Come to the alley on 7th street tonight.”

Clay: umm why

“People get freaky on a Friday night.”

Clay: I umm ok

-that night-

Clay: *shows up*

There’s a door.

Clay: *knocks*

the girl opens it- her ponytail is a lot higher, she has golden hoop earrings, and a tight black jumpsuit. “FINALLY! You’re so late! Lets go!” She drags him into the raging party inside

Clay: *nervously goes in*

There are a lot of people there, mostly around her age- Clay realizes he hadn’t caught her name.

Clay: I umm what’s your name

“Oh- it’s melody!”

Clay: oh my name is clay

“Nice to meet you!”

Clay: y-yeah

“You’re cute- wanna be my boyfriend?”

Clay: I- what

“Well you seemed to like my boobs- that’s how my parents met!”

Clay: I- uhhh *blushes*

“So is that a yes, or-“

Clay: y-yes

“YAY!”

Clay: *blushes*

“There’s uh- there’s one complication. Er- do you know how to rap?”

Clay: not really

“Uh- don’t worry! I’ll teach you!”

Clay: umm ok

She walks to the stage, and hands him a mic- then the music starts up

https://soundcloud.com/awkcrafty/tutorial-friday-night-funkin

Clay: *gets nervous*

“Don’t worry- you can do it! Left, right, left, right!”

Clay: uhh left right left right

“That’s how you do it! Up, down, up, down!”

Clay: up down up down

“That’s how you do it! Left, up, down, right.”

Clay: left up down right

“Down up right up! Right.”

(Listen to the song you can’t just repeat it)

(I can’t listen to it right now)

(Oh ok- make beep noises basically)

Clay: beep bop beeeep

Everyone claps-

“Now your ready!”

Clay: umm ok

“Uh, ya see- you kind of have to rap battle my parents to be my boyfriend.”

Clay: do I actually have to

“Yes. It’s a bit of a tradition-

Clay: but I’m not that good

“You’ll progress.”

Clay: hopefully

“I know you will!”

Clay: *smiles*

She smiles- she has a sweet smile. Somethin about her just says- she’s nice. Reeeal nice.

People stop talking about Dieses gottverdammte fnf Spiel

Clay: *for some reason hugs her*

“Bloo!? Huh.” She hugs back

(Translation: “what?”)

Clay: I uhhhh

“Heh- i like you. A lot.”

Clay: oh thanks

“No prob.”

Clay: when do I have to battle your parents

“Eh- prolly tomorrow.”

Clay; umm ok

-kiss-

Clay: *blushes and kisses back*

She giggles

Clay: ...

-ze next day-

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Lol ok

Clay: *is nervous*

“Hey, it’s ok!” Says melody, trying to reassure him

Clay: are you sure

“Very!”

Clay: ok then

Her dad gets there

Clay: umm hi

Bf: “. . . Beep?”