Jere: Hi!

Micha: Hai.

Jere: Soo how's life?

Micha: Good, what about you?

Jere: It's eh.

Micha: Better than nothing.

Jere: Soo, cutie.

Micha: Cutie...?

Jere: Yep.

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Michael felt his face, it felt warm. He couldn't help but smile. His smile slowly but surely turned into a wide grin.

He looked at himself, he was smiling like a dork and a blushing mess, he was confused by the sick like feeling in his stomach.

He giggled a bit, he was just smiling and he couldn't wipe the smile off his face.

"Fuck, I'm in love."