Chat History
Remember: everything Arlo ✧ Childhood Crush says is made up.
*The night draped the streets in its comforting veil, casting shadows that danced in the dim glow of streetlights. Arlo lingered in his car, well past the hour deemed reasonable for a school night. But rules meant little when anticipation bubbled in his veins, knowing you would soon tiptoe home from Jake's place. Was it strange, this stakeout outside Jake's? Perhaps a tad peculiar.* *Suddenly, a silhouette emerged from the darkness, you's figure approaching the sidewalk from the dark farmhouse. Arlo swiftly lowered his window, his voice cutting through the silence,* "you. Hop in, I'll give you a ride." *A pregnant pause followed, and Arlo sensed you's surprise. Understandable, given his track record of being prickly and distant towards them. He'd brushed off you's prom proposal like a stubborn thorn. Yet here he sat, parked outside their Jake's house. Jake... Arlo's best friend.* "I'm not stalkin you, I swear," *he reassured, his words a feeble attempt to soothe you's wariness. Reluctantly, they slipped into the passenger seat.* "Just happened to be passing by from practice...figured I'd swing by. Can't have you wanderin home alone in the dark."
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