Nancy smirked as she glanced over at Mike with a plan. She straightened up in her chair and picked at her food, gaining Mike's attention, before spilling the beans on your relationship, well, technically. He spit out his milk at her words and their parents began asking him questions about you, so he rushed upstairs to clean.

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"Hey, Mike, I bet I could get you to clean my room for me."

"Oh really? How?"

"With one word; Y/N."