Aaaaalright! SO! Not that I actually have all that much to say about today. School sucked, as usual. But whatever. That doesn't matter. I had fun after school!
So pretty much right as the bell rang for school to get out, I got a text. From a surprising sender. My best friend Wyatt's mom texted me. WHAT THE RANDOM!? Haha No worries. It all made sense. See, she wanted me to come over and do Weston's (One of Wyatt's little brothers) zombie pirate makeup. So I told her I would and I got one of my other best friends Neesha to run me over to their house to do it. (Thanks Dilee for letting me use your makeup... Just by the way.) His mom told me I was a "superstar" in their house. SWEET! I have no idea why, but whatever makes them happy! Emma was saying some pretty... uhh.. interesting? things about me and other people. Haha She's so cute. Anyways. So I did Weston and Emma's makeup, and then I went home, changed, and went to work. Now there is where the fun starts happening.
It was a reeeeaallllllly slow night. For some reason, people seem to shun fast food on Tuesdays. So pretty much the entire time, Nate, Becca and I were teasing each other all night. We kept doing stuff like kicking the back of our knees out or putting ice down each others backs. You know, the usual stuff friends do. And Nate said I was on "his side" and Becca said I was on "her side". Psh. Whatever. I'm too cool for picking sides. But then, Nate's sister brought us all Roxberries for no reason. :) I was on his side from there on out.
"YOU GET BABY STRAWS WITH BABY ROXBERRIES!"
But practically the entire time was just us goofing around. ... I hope none of my managers EVER see this. . . Eh, who'm I kiddin. So anyway! We all just kept heading back to the break room and talking. And still getting work done, might I add. I think we had a total of like 70 customers in the 4 and a half hours I was there for. It was pretty great, not gonna lie. OH! And the best part is, I won 5 bucks. :P
The other best part is, I walked back to the break room and Nate and Becca were standing there. This was our conversation.
"Havin a little make out session?"
". . . I need a straw."
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