You tried not to crack a small smirk so instead you clear your throat.

He spoke again, "Anyways, since what happened is already done with, we can drive back and start over. Order me six Happy Meals again."

"Yeah, you've got me fucked up."

He furrowed his eyebrows before laughing,

he paused.

Your car was parked in front of your apartment, finally being filled with relief.

Chucky reached over and took the keys out of the ignition, he started tossing all the chocolate milks at you one by one,

You scrambled to get all the chocolate milks before mentally rolling your eyes,

He turned his head towards you as he opened the door, he didn't wait for a response and left the car, slamming the door on his way.

What he said sounded so familiar, but where do you remember it?

Ignoring your thought, you grab the milks and step out of the car.

While you were trying to shut the door, you dropped like 4 of the milks and that for sure caught his attention.

Your heart skipped a beat when you look down, but to your luck, they were all in perfect condition.

Grabbing them all, you head to the front door of your apartment just to see him struggle to get the keys in the door.

You stare at him for a moment, he was such a shorty.

You didn't catch him look back at you,

Looking away, you raise your eyebrows, holding back a smile. you look him up and down,

He paused and looked over to you, he grimaced,

You put your hands up in surrender.

He looked around like he was trying to find something then he finally pointed to the ground,

You furrowed your eyebrows, you look down to the milks in your hands.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, he smirked,

You gave him an annoyed face as you began to put the milks down-

he yelled.

You rose your eyebrows as you placed the milks down gently.

You didn't wanna cause more problems so you did as he said.

Uncomfortably shifting to the ground, you got on all fours.

Then, not wasting any time, he climbed on top of you and unlocked your front door,

He got off you with a laugh while you sighed in frustration, getting up.

Walking in, you place the milks down on a counter so you could shut and lock the door.

Turning back around you see Chucky plopped on your couch, pulling up Hulu.

Rolling your eyes once again, you grab the milks and head over to the fridge.

you hear him yell from afar,

You sighed deeply as you grabbed one back out of the fridge.

Walking over to him, you hand it out for him to take.

He paused what he was doing just to look at you with a displeasing look,

You questioned him with your eyes, looking back at the milk then to him.

He shook his head and pointed to the kitchen,

You were growing so annoyed with him but ignored his insults, going to the kitchen to pour the milk into a glass.

Going back, you hand him the glass that he finally took.

Just as you tried to sit on the couch as well, he stopped you.

Looking over to what he was watching, he put on MTVs Catfish.

Standing up, going over to the dead body, you grimace,

Grabbing onto the legs of your ex, you drag him towards the front door, but shit, he was heavy.

is all he said.

Not wanting to pursue the conversation any further, you open the front door and pop your head out to see if anyone was out.

The clock now read 5:22am.

You had to make this quick because people were going to get up soon.

Clicking the button on your keys, the trunk of your car opened.

Dragging him out, you manage to make it all the way to your car.

You started breathing hard as you looked around cautiously.

Opening your trunk more, you grimace as you pull your ex up, throwing him in the trunk.

Shutting it, you were both relieved but scared.

God knows if someone saw you.

Walking back inside, you lock your door and face Chucky again,

He looked over to you as he had the glass of milk to his lips.

Placing it down he put a finger to his lips, thinking.

Sighing with relief, you plop down on the couch, keeping a fair distance between the two of you.

He gestured you to wait,

Looking over to the show, you smirk.

You furrowed your eyebrows and laughed slightly,

He shrugged his shoulders,

Now getting nervous, you fiddle your hands,

He kept his eyes on the show,

You paused, you were getting even more nervous,

His laugh echoed through the apartment again as he finally looked over to you, he looked you up and down,

Growing embarrassed, you looked away from him,

he made air quotes,

Now being even more embarrassed, you shake your head.

He laughed again,

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