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"I don’t know that I want a relationship anyway, I just need…wait, are you single Nicole?”
“Yes? Why?” Nicole answered hesitantly. Waverly grinned, an idea forming…no, a plan forming in her planner brain.
Yes, this could work, it would solve all of her problems. And she could get to know Nicole like she had planned to do. But she would owe the redhead a lot more than coffee if she agreed.
“I need you to…no, wait, I’ll do this right.” Waverly paused, dropping onto one knee and taking Nicole’s tense hand in her own. “Nicole Haught, will you fake date me so Champ and his band of idiots will finally leave me alone?”
Nicole looked completely blindsided and promptly began to choke, attractively, on her own saliva. And died. Probably.