You You You Larry Novels & Stories

“You’re a hockey player. That tells me everything I need to know.” Larry chuckled, the sound dark and low. “I can’t tell if you’re mad because of hockey, or because I’m just too much of a catch.” “I’m mad because you’re…” She stopped herself, looked him up and down. “You’re arrogant and rude. That’s it.” “Arrogant, huh?” Larry stepped closer, his hands in his pockets, his posture relaxed. “Look, if you think I’m arrogant, maybe you just need to get used to it. You see, when you’re good at something…”

i bark at the little girls playing around and we take the stairs up. "Here we are, try to remain silent" i say to him and go for the door knob and stop just to check if the cheeky girls had it wired bit it was all good, i push the door open and get in, the surprise catches me in shock, Larry was sitting in the couch, his head in bandages, he puts a smile on his face he was waiting for us like he knew we were coming Ivy besides him, holding a gun

"Hey Zoey, I was thinking of catching a burger at Larry's. You up for it? They give away free milkshakes on Tuesdays. The straight raw stuff, not the fancy LA crap." Enticing... "Sure. I'll just grab my purse," "Alright. I'll go grab mine too," she leaves closing the door silently behind her. I quickly trade my heels for a pair of my hidden flats. Grabbing my purse and phone next I was out the door. ×××××× Larry's is about a ten minute walk so we both decide to just foot it. Good thing I changed in my flats. The walk is peaceful and very refreshing, we both talked about general stuff and shared aspects of our personal life.