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“… so when I kissed my crush, my braces got caught of his lips and couldn’t pull them out!”
Phoebe and Nick were sitting across from each other in the fast food restaurant. Phoebe was telling something funny that happened to her and Nick bursted out laughing after Phoebe had finished. Luckily Phoebe ducked just in time or else she would have been covered with the unrecognizable edibles that had been chewed in Nick’s mouth for a reasonable long amount of time. Phoebe was lucky enough not to get slobbered but the person behind her wasn’t so luck. The bald guy turned around angrily but slowly to see who had created such chaos. Phoebe looked desperately around for a place to hide, but before Phoebe could do anything, Nick held her hand and ran away and they were drowned by the crowd.
Panting, Nick looked back to the crowd to see if anyone was after them. When he learned they were safe, he relaxed and lay on the wall.
“So *pant* guess the guy *pant* had quite a lunch eh?” Phoebe said breathlessly.
“Oh please *pant* don’t make me laugh, that was already embarrassing enough.”
“What do we do now?” Phoebe asked after she calmed down a little.
“Well, wanna go to my place, y’know, so we can talk about your embarrassing moments.”
“Sure, I’ve got nothin’ to do anyway.” Phoebe agreed immediately, smiling brightly up at him.
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“Woah…” Phoebe awed in amazement as she stared at the huge mess in front of her. “What did you do to your house?”
“Uh… well… I don’t know actually, because, well…”
“Yeah, I understand, you woke up one morning and found this mess and didn’t bother to pick the stuff up. I mean, I thought I was messy enough but… well, I don’t think that I can walk through this house without breaking my neck or something.”
“That’s not true…” Nick muttered, “I’ve walked through this house dozens of times and I only brokemyarm.” Nick said quickly.
“What did you say? I didn’t catch the last bit.”
“Nothing…”
“Yes there was! You said something about your arm. What happened to it? Did you break it or something?” Nick’s face suddenly reddened to a tomato-ish color and Phoebe immediately knew that she had guessed right. “You did break your arm didn’t you?” Phoebe asked knowingly.
“Well, kind of… anyway, we’re here to talk about YOUR embarrassing moments, not mine, kay?”
“What? Me? Then you’ll have something to humiliate me with, no way!” Phoebe held her hands out into a pushing position as if she was pushing Nick’s request away.
“Aww… if you don’t, y’know what’ll happen?” Nick asked innocently, his hands getting ready to… (y’know what!)
“Oh no! You’re not gonna tickle me… besides, I’m NOT ticklish.” Phoebe stated firmly and held her hands up to let Nick tickle her freely.
“I don’t believe you,” Nick said as he tickled her neck and waist. Phoebe made no response. Nick continued to tickle her.
“Ow, ow! Nick, stop it! It’s starting to feel sore and it kinda hurts!” Phoebe put her hands down and pushed away Nick’s.
“Fine, fine… but you have to tell me your embarrassing moments… they’re so funny!” Nick laughed.
“Okay, I give up. Anyway, there was this time I went out with this guy who was a little cross-eyed. And when we kissed he missed my lips completely and…”