HIM ALL ALONG
he yelled, and I turned to see that he had finally left the car, standing with his hands on his hips.
I smiled. He looks ridiculously funny, like an agitated Chihuahua.
"Do I look funny to you? Fine! Either you drive me home, or I'm calling the cops."
I could barely contain my amusement. I only restrained myself from laughing too loudly because I wanted to enjoy his adorable display of fury.
Frederick was cute, with his unruly, curly hair threatening to cover his unflattering glasses. There was something inexplicably endearing about him.
"And why would you call the cops?"
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