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Warning:
• Cursing
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"Talking"
'Thinking'
~Time Skips~
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~About a week after last chapter~
3rd POV:
Jasper yawned after hearing a knock on the door.
'Who could be here on a weekend?'
Jasper got from his bed and walked out of his room, as he started to hide his wings.
"Shit- ow!"
Jasper hissed as he finished hiding his wings, walking towards the door. There was another, slightly more frantic knock at the door, before Jasper opened it to reveal a slightly worried Seth.
"Are you okay? I heard you shout in pain?"
Seth fidgeted with his fingers, as Jasper stared up at him for a second.
"Hm? Oh.. er- yeah I just accidentally stubbed my toe.."
Seth sighed, knowing it was a lie, but deciding to let it go.
"What are you doing here?"
"Don't you remember, yesterday we agreed to get to know each other"
"Oh right"
Jasper stepped aside, letting Seth inside.
~About a minute later~
Jasper's POV:
I looked towards Seth, who's now sitting on the couch.
"Um, do you want something to drink or a snack, or something?"
"Sure, what kind of snacks do you have?"
I walked over to the pantry and opened it.
"Ehm.. Pretzels, Crackers, pocky, and potato chips"
Jasper looked back towards Seth..
"Hm. Pretzels are fine"
I nodded, grabbing the bag of pretzels and closing the pantry door.
3rd POV:
"So what do you want to know?"
Jasper walk over to the couch, setting the pretzels down on the coffee table and sitting down.
"Hm, what's your favorite color?"
Jasper leaned forward thinking for a second.
"Purple, you?"
"Red, well more so maroon"
Jasper stared at him shocked..
"What..? "
Seth looked at Jasper confused.
"You don't think red means evil..?"
Jasper looked away from Seth.
"Not really, that's just a stereotype from TV. Red to me mean more like Passion or Love"
Jasper looked back towards Seth, staring at him silently.
Seth cough awkwardly.
"Um, what's your favorite flower?"
"White Roses, you?"
Seth thought for a second, leaning back.
"Hm, I don't really have one favorite. I guess any red flower"
Seth shrugged before he grabbed a pretzel from the bag.
"When's your birthday?"
Seth asked before putting the pretzel into his mouth, chewing it.
"Erm.. April 24, you?"
Seth swallowed the pretzel..
"September 15"
~A couple hours later~
3rd POV:
Jasper waved bye as Seth walked through the door. Suddenly Seth Paused.
"Oh right!"
Jasper looked up at Seth confused.
"My parents wanted to meet you"
Seth turned towards Jasper, who shifted his feet.
"Meet me? why?"
Seth fidgeted with his fingers.
"er, well you're the first friend I've made on my own, so.. "
Jasper thought for a few seconds.
"Alright, they can come here.. -next Saturday"
Jasper shifted his feet.
"Wait here? Are you sure?"
Seth looked down at Jasper confused.
"Sure, I can cook for them and we can talk over dinner."
"Alright, Sounds good"
Seth smiled turning to leave.
"wait!"
Seth stops turning back towards Jasper.
"Hm?"
Jasper Shifted his feet..
"Is there any allergies I should be aware of?"
"Just Seafood.. Oh, and my little sister is picky with certain meats."
Seth turned away after Jasper nodded.