Not A Stalker, Not At All
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Description
"I work here and I'm cleaning up after the movie is over and you're the only person left, because you're ugly crying with popcorn all over your lap."
Foreword
"Are you sure you're not a stalker? I've noticed that you stare at me everytime I come."
"Oh, so you've noticed me. Well, good for you. I wasn't staring at you, I was glaring at you. You always make such a mess."
"Quit, then."
A/N: I decided to write this as a 'thank you'. I got over 300 subscribers and I started writing not a week ago. I've never tried writing before, but I've spent more time reading fanfictions than talking with people and that comes from a very social person.
And JoyRi needs some lovin', too. They gay af.
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