You sat on your couch, lacing up your new Union Jack Converse high-tops. You had been looking for them for a month, and had finally found them!

Standing in front of the mirror, you adjusted your Captain America shirt. You were waiting for your friend, (f/n), to pick you up to go to the mall.

You heard whispers coming from outside, but it wasn't the voice of (f/n). In fact, you could discern four separate voices from outside your door.

"She has good taste in super heroes."

"And Union Jack Converse! Ooh~ I like the poppet already!"

"She plays hockey. She's good by me."

"She has a nice ass. She must be French."

Well.

This was new.

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idek what I just wrote.