The prompt: Quick, hide behind the sofa
You can’t trust a charming guy. Darren taught me that. We’d been dating for two months and were watching a movie at his place when the lock on the front door turned. He leapt off the couch. “Quick, hide behind the sofa!”
“What? Why?” I asked.
“Just do it!” He tugged at my arm.
The door swung open, a tall blonde chick stared at me. “Who are you?” she asked.
“Darren’s girlfriend. Who are you?”
“I’m his girlfriend.”
I snagged Darren’s cell phone as it buzzed, reading the text aloud ‘I miss you, baby.’
Darren grinned, “Ladies, I can explain.”
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