What the hell Robbie? Kay Imagine
“What ya doin, love?”
Robbie asked resting his chin on my shoulder, looking at my desktop.
“Checking emails, I have like 57 unread ones and there starting to annoy me.”
I said looking at each one.
“Randy sent me a link to a YouTube Video, oh no.” I said, and Robbie laughed.
I clicked on the link, and laughed. “Yas.” I said then danced.
I turned around and saw Robbie,
“What?” I asked. “What indeed.” He said.
“C’mon it’s a song, just dance to it.” I said,
“How do you even?” “Twerk!” then I started Twerking badly and singing to the words.
“(Y/n) that’s not how you twerk, THIS is how you twerk.” He said then,
“What the hell Robbie?” amost died from laughing. He stopped and my pouted at me.
“What?” He asked out of breath.
“Nothing, Tired?” “Yeah I think I’m Twerked-out.”
He said, earning another laugh from me. “Me too, dinner?”
I asked. “Sure.”
So we spent the night eating Chinese food and watching Netflix.
(The song was PussyGoodPussySweet lol)