Du sighed.
How were Du going to tell him Du got laid off?
Y’all needed money… Du had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course Du had to lose your job.
Du walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. Du were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of Du sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” Du mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. Du don’t have to…” Du start.
“No.. I’d make Mehr money than Du would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
How were Du going to tell him Du got laid off?
Y’all needed money… Du had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course Du had to lose your job.
Du walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. Du were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of Du sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” Du mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. Du don’t have to…” Du start.
“No.. I’d make Mehr money than Du would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
“Johnny.” Du shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some Schokolade sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with speck and Schokolade sauce.” Du say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the bett in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the Schokolade sauce!” Du yell after him as Du rub your belly.
Du complain to your best friend as she literally drags Du towards the Dingo.
“C’mon (Y/N), it’ll be fun! Two-Bit’s got a friend for you!” Cathy raises her eyebrows.
“Maybe I don’t want a friend,” Du mutter, then stop.
Standing Weiter to Two-Bit was the hottest guy Du had ever seen.
Maybe Du did want a friend.
Cathy goes over and hugs Two-Bit, where Du just stare at the boy and he stares back at you.
“I’m Dally,” he says, sticking out his hand.
Du take it. “(Y/N).” Du smile.
“It’s pretty,” he smiles. But then he erases the expression off his face. “I mean, it’s tuff babe.”
“You don’t need to act all tough around me, I know your cool.” Du grin.
“You really think so?” He asks.
“Yeah… You’re pretty cute too.” Du smile.
“Well, I know that.” He smiles. “But you’re cuter.”
“Maybe we should ditch this movie.”