Cliché Roleplay [Closed]

(OMG THE BRIDE IS FROM EDINA?! WOAH!)

(OMG THE BRIDE IS FROM EDINA?! WOAH!)

(IKR?!?!? THEY'RE FROM MN AND I WAS LIKE, NO WAY!!!)

(SAAAAME!)

(Wasn't it hilarious?!?)

(lol yea)

(IT'S SO COOL WHEN OTHER PEOPLE ARE FROM HERE!!!
'Cause, ya know, no one ever is…)

(Sad but true)

(IT'S SO COOL WHEN OTHER PEOPLE ARE FROM HERE!!!
'Cause, ya know, no one ever is…)

(Sad but true)

(Ikr? I paused when I read your response 'cause I was like, that reminds me of something… What does it remind me of??? But I figured it out…)

(Lol)

(And now I wait for Callie…)

(Yep)

(clears throat This was on the second page……………)

Over an hour and a half later (yes, I looked it up, don't judge me… ;P), the credits started to roll. Kenzie tilted her head back again and looked Hunter in the eye with a sleepy smile.

"So? What did you think?" she asked softly.

Hunter could barely keep his eyes open during the movie, but he didn't dare fall asleep. It would disappoint Kenzie, who was really excited, and that was something Hunter didn't want.
When the credits rolled by, he was sure bricks were tied to his eyes.
"So? What did you think?" he heard Kenzie ask, her voice soft.
"Silly," he murmured but cracked a smile. "But I guess it wasn't half bad."

“Want me to set up the guest room for you?” Hunter asked quietly, turning off the TV before covering his mouth and yawning. “It’s pretty late, and we both have college tomorrow.

(I forgot Hunter’s schedule. Whoops.)

(Oh, right, so Hunter has class. Poor Hunter.)

Hunter got up and stretched.
"Er, I have trousers if you want," he said awkwardly. "But they'll be really big on you. I don't know if it'll be comfortable or not. I could lend you a shirt, too…"

Kenzie's schedule:

"Mondays and Fridays I've got English Comp. and Pre-Calc. Wednesdays and Fridays I've got Chemistry. And I've got Medical Terminology Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Thursdays are my free days, thank goodness!" Kenzie exclaimed, leaning back in her seat and draping her arm over her eyes dramatically.

Hunter's:

"Ooh, I've got Biology on Mondays and Thursday, as well as Economics. I've got Tuesdays as my free days, and on Wednesdays and Fridays, I've got Chemistry and Physics," Hunter says. "Wow, our schedule's pretty off, isn't it?"

(Thank you!)

(Oh, right, so Hunter has class. Poor Hunter.)

Hunter got up and stretched.
"Er, I have trousers if you want," he said awkwardly. "But they'll be really big on you. I don't know if it'll be comfortable or not. I could lend you a shirt, too…"

(Lol. Now they're both awkward! XD)

Kenzie bit her lower lip and turned away from Hunter. Standing up, she nodded, still not facing him. The blush on her cheeks was growing deeper by the second.

(so cute omg!)

Hunter rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'll be right back," he muttered before turning around to walk into his room. He got the comfiest shirt and trousers he could find, as well the shortest ones he owned, and walked out.
"There you go," he said, handing Kenzie the clothes, pretending he didn't see her blush. He found it cute, but he couldn't tease her if he himself was awkward.
Looks like she'll have to leave some of her clothes here…
"You take the bathroom," he said. "You can take the one in my room; I'll go set up the guest room for you."

Hunter rubbed his head, finding the guest room a little too chilly. It was clean and there wasn't any need for more cleaning, but Hunter was worried that Kenzie might catch a cold. He got out some extra blankets and set them on the table.
Looking back, he saw Kenzie in the doorway, dressed in his clothes.
Hunter felt his throat clogged up. He felt like he couldn't breathe. Seeing her clad in his clothes, cheeks red, made his heart skip a beat.
"Er, the room's ready," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. God, what was wrong with him? He was acting like a twelve-year-old boy!