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ummmm HEY YAWLLL 🤓 I really wanna finish tmy fic butt its kinda off hard im sorry!!! I'll eventually write more i promise!!!! 🐠🐠🐠🤣💕

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so i learned kalie actually hAS a girlfriend?? um!! NOT FOR LONG MISSY!!!

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cw scary and death mention

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going to be posting some imagines about kalie! please b nice or elseeeeeeeee

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somebody posted this and its SO SCARY!!! PLEASE STOP IT! SHE DOESNT DESERVE THIS TRETMENT!!........

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A͓̽ ͓̽Y͓̽e͓̽a͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽A͓̽b͓̽r͓̽o͓̽a͓̽d͓̽ - Chapter 4

I helped Kalie get her bags into the flat and then shut the door. her hair was all blown about which looked pretty funny. mine was too but i was not slaying. she took her chicken nugget coat that she probably got on amazon for thirty bucks bitch in 2018 and was featured in a vlogmas video and threw it down next to the door where she kicked off her balenciaga croc heels.

"Holy shit. are those the balenciaga croc heels??" i exclaimed.

"Yeah!" she replied, more bubbly than i would have expected given the circumstances, "I got them at the goodwill for like fifteen dollars a couple months ago. Ab. solute. STEAL!!."

"Oh my god, I'm so jealous. Anyway, welcome, hi, Lets get your stuff into your room so you can crash and I can too. I spent way too long playing animal crossing last night." I said.

Kalie laughed and we moved her things into her room. It didnt take long to get her set up. We gabbed for a bit before we both fell asleep in my room. I was on the bed and kalie was slumped backwards in my beanbag (it was not $300).

a couple of hours later, i was woken up by the loudest sound i'd ever heard in my life. I thought someone was being shot up outside or another big ass tractor was driving down the main street again but i looked around and kalie was still Asleep. It was kalie. she was snoring! I would have said it was cute but even that one crossed the line. My moms chihuahuas at home werent even as loud as that...

I decided to sneak out. As i glanced quickly at the clock it said 9:04 am.

Perfect. Coffe time.

In the kitchen, I put the kettle on and leant against the rugged looking old table that was one of the only pieces of furniture we had. It was left when I moved in, clearly bc people who were here before didnt wanna take it home. I took the only 2 mugs I had from the cupbrads and filled them with some coffee. then water. i huffed the steam as it rose from the cups and i felt the shiver all the way down to my juicy bussy. God the smell gets me high.

I added milk, even though i have ibs (i love the challenge of going about my day beating the odds after trying my luck with darey. My aunt Shery says it builds character... she's weird.)

......

Later on, I had finished my coffee and had some breakfast (i had cereal which looking back i shouldnt do that again cause that was a lot of milk) and i noticed the helicopter snoring had stopped. All felt at peace.

Until i heard a slam on the ground from the other room. I ran in and found kalie on her back flat on the ground wiggling like a tortoise that had been flipped upside down. She must have fallen off the beanbag! I went and helped her up.

"Oh my god.... thank you so much. That was really EMBARRASSING!!" kalie joked to mitigate the shame she felt from being flipped like like a tortoise. I felt bad for her. we needed to go out to ikea and ger her a bed that she wouldnt fall off of.

"What time is it?" she asked, "I need to feed-" she froze and went karen white. " OH MY GOD!! WAFFLE!!" she screamed, running out of the room, almost smacking her face on the door frame as she went.

What the fuck is a waffle? i thought. She wants breakfast?? is it like a medication?

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Sorry for no updates on my kalie fanfic guys! I have been rly rly busy it's been 1N54N3 😮‍💨😭 I will post the next chaptah soon 💅🏽

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A͓̽ ͓̽Y͓̽e͓̽a͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽A͓̽b͓̽r͓̽o͓̽a͓̽d͓̽ - Chapter 3

After scraping my depression crust belongings into a pile, I heard a knock on the door. fuck.

I ran as fast as i could without slipping over and busting my ass on the wooden floors. The way I ran was sorta like those dogs you see wearing snow booties. It was that type of beat.

I peeped the peep hole and what I peeped made me almost pee(p).

A gorgina black-haired girl was standing there with a mass of suitcases. I quickly opened the door n queefed a little out of panic and mild arousal.

"Uh, hi... Are you-"

She finished my sentence,

"Your new roommate, yeah. You're ashlee, right?" She half-smiled at me, accentuating her beautiful ethnic nose. It seemed she was tired but trying to be kind regardless.

After a moment hesitating, i replied,

"Yeah, and you are..?" I held my hand out to shake hers... AM I AN OLD BUSINESS MAN??? Internal cringe at 100.

She shook my hand but looked at me with a smile that said 'lmao what? wig, ok'.

"Kalie. You're not from here either, are you?"

"Nope, I'm from Atlanta, Geo-"

She cut me off.

"Oh my god! me too! Where abouts are you from?"

"Oh.. uh...The general Atlanta area. Don't wanna give you my address" I joked.

Kalie looked at me, suspiciously for a moment.

"We're literally living together, haha." she teased, "Well, I gotta grab all my shit from the truck, d'ya wanna give me a hand?"

"Oh, sure. I'll take these in," I gestured to the 2 suitcases she had wheeled to the door, " You go and I'll catch up."

"Okay, thanks!" she said, walking down the steps and smiling at me.

My p word was thumping severely. I grabbed the suitcases and wheeled them over toward the back hallway of the large open-plan flat. My door was closed, so I opened hers so she knew where she was going and quickly edged the suitcases closer to it.

I didnt even have time to think before i felt the acid reflux in my throat and the bubbleguts in my ass, fucking me up from both ends. I did not need to be having an IBS moment today please and thank you. I took another Rennie and puckered my bootyhole before running out to go help my new roomie.

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A͓̽ ͓̽Y͓̽e͓̽a͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽A͓̽b͓̽r͓̽o͓̽a͓̽d͓̽ - Chapter 2

I was woken up by my phone, which I guess i forgot to turn off.

Poker Face by Lady Gaga rang out in the room as i scrambled to answer the call from somewhere in my sheets. After finally grabbing the phone, I saw a passing glance at the time. 5:51am. Who the hell was calling me at this time? It was a local number, however I didnt have it registered in my contacts.

A robotic voice began speaking:

"This is the BT text to phone service. You have, one new message. press one to play. Press two to save, and press three to-"

I pressed the 1 on my keypad.

"Message from, 0 7 5 4 8 3 3 2 1 7 9.

'Hi this is emma from student arrangements. Your roommate has arrived and will be arriving soon at around 7am. Please be awake to let her in and maybe help her out with her bags since she's on her own. Sorry for the early message and feel free to call us back any time on 01725 234118. Many thanks.'

Message sent at five. fifty. A M, Thursday September Xth 202X."

My eyes were barely open as i put the phone down. It was still dark and I couldn't see shit. I leaned over on my floor-mattress and turned on the night light that i had as my only light in the room other than the main light switch that was on the opposite wall.

Fuck. I need to clean this place up.

I spent the next half hour running around frantically in the dark smartening the place up. I then vacuumed the empty 2nd bedroom and through to the front of the flat. It took a while to get it all because the entire apartment space was open-plan except for the bedrooms and the bathroom. On top of that, the floor was all wooden there as well.

I stood the vacuum in the back corner of the living room after cleaning. I checked my purple see-through plastic BRATZ watch i got when i was a kid from the walmart in like 2009. I am such a y2k kid omg. The time was 6:50. I didnt even have time to shower before my roommate arrived so I threw my messy hair into a scrunkly high pony and ran my brush through it a few times until i looked like only 10% of my heritage was the greasy and narsty NYC subway pizza rat.

Oh shit. do I look presentable?? I thought while darting to my phone which lay on the bed playing Lady Gaga songs.

"sorry gaga, im not a government hooker right now." i apologised as i paused my music and switched to snapchat to quickly check myself to make sure i didnt look like i was on crack my whole life. I looked a'ight. I quickly did a close up duckface 3/4 angle photo of myself to add to my snapchat story, of course adding the time and geo tag to both make people pity me from waking up at such a godawful hour and also make them jealous i was in the britain kingdom united isles or whatever my simple little american brain cant understand the complicated terms here its kinda intense...

Glancing at the time, i figured I could very quickly throw on some clothes before my roomie arrived. Only one clean set remained. I'd have to go to the laundromat later. I hope they take apple pay...

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A͓̽ ͓̽Y͓̽e͓̽a͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽A͓̽b͓̽r͓̽o͓̽a͓̽d͓̽ - Chapter 1

It was my first week, and I, a reasonably 5'4 foreign girl, sat on my mustard yellow chaise in my makeshift reading nook in my Bedford flat.

My college - or rather here they'd say University - accomodation is a modest flat on the 2nd floor of its block. Most of my furniture was scrounged together from various charity shops and Facebook giveaways posted up by recently graduated students leaving behind what they couldn't take with them back home.

I still had boxes to unpack, but I was waiting for my roommate, who I still hadn't met yet, to arrive. All I knew about them was they too weren't from England. I have this thing where I feel really bad if I take up all the space even when the place is empty without me in it. Someone on Tiktok said it's a trauma response and that I might have ASD but then someone else replied to their comment and told them to touch grass so I don't know.

I was sitting next to the window in my matching set of Minions 2 pajamas deciding where I wanted to place my froggy chair in my house in Animal Crossing. It clashes with my cottagecore cottage vibe but I don't care. I rubbed my little feeties together, watching the little fucked up ducks stretched over my toes kiss and stuff before ultimately giving up with my Animal Crossing endeavours for the night.

It had just gotten dark outside. I glanced out the window to see the dimly lit riverside square just before the bridge lights came on and shone out on the water. Yeah, mom had to pay an arm a leg and her great grandmother's 400 year old velvet purse to get this tuition and brilliant location for the year, but it was feeling pretty sad and depressy after spending so long alone.

I smh'd my head and got up from my chair. My phone had been sitting motionless on my bed since I started playing Animal Crossing a couple hours ago. I decided it was probably best to eat my now lukewarm Pot Noodle (british ramen in a cup) and go to bed. I slurped up my pasta, popped a Rennie (british tums) and went to sleep.