Michael: *groaned finally putting him down* why are his eyes kinda bulging out of his head

Charlie: I am adorable mine you!

Samantha: you can sit with me if you’d like

Michael: I’m not hurting him he’s just being incredibly dramatic

Charlie: no I’m nooootttt

Samantha: you look stunning yourself

Michael: *glared before letting go* this your chew toy?

Charlie: he’s my boyfriend, something you’ll never have

Michael: *immediately grabbed poor Charlie by the neck*

Samantha: oh hello honey~

Charlie: *really just wants to be best buddies with Michael because he’s like that*

Michael: *immediately grabbed Charlie’s face pulling at his cheeks to make him whine* you little asshole

Michael: *doing his thing, until interrupted by Charlie cause they know each other*

Samantha: *stopped at the place getting a chicken sandwich and crinkle fries before sitting outside eating them*

Michael: *took a shower and went to his usual gym in the morning *

It’s a place with mainly chicken))
Samantha: *she was walking there*

Michael: *he just slept after some thinking*

Samantha: *went out later in the morning after waking up, she went to raising canes for fries because in my opinion I love their crinkle fries*

Michael: *it made a sound indicating that was all, he secretly doesn’t understand love and thought that was the best word for what he was feeling*

Michael: *there was a long pause so you’d think it was over before he cut back in “love him a little too” which he did while trying to find his words*

Samantha: *slept semi peacefully for the night*

Michael: *had actually set a recording on it of him saying “hello, this is Michael, the guy you see on tv yeah him, the guy who on a regular gets in a brawl with reporters, well this one reporter Chris, I like em, that’s something new ain’t it, he’s pretty cool, very dedicated, I respect him in a way, he’s been to mine and showed he’s worth something”*

-the poor guy was visibly very beaten, bloody, and soaked in water from his head to his chest where blood was washed away from them*

Michael: *he gave you ointment ofc, about $1000 because he’s rich in a way, and a very small handheld recorder*

Michael: *snickering, he thought you’d like the recording he gave you that’s in the bag*