Talk:Creddie/@comment-3999180-20110817192905

[Carly walks to Freddie's apartment and knocks on the door. He comes out with a flirty look on his face] Freddie: Hey. Carly: Hi. I gotta tell you something. Freddie: You're gonna tell me that there was no bad luck? That Sam did all that stuff to me? Carly: [surprised] How'd you know? Freddie: Well, I didn't know when it was my pink shorts and my laptop, but I saw her loosening the bolts on my bike. Carly: But I thought your bike fell apart while you were riding it. Freddie: Nope, I just pretended on that one. Carly: So you're not gonna try to get her back? Freddie: [gets a naughty, flirty look in his eye] You mean, do something devious, like sending a fake text message that looked like it came from Gary Wolf, telling her to meet him at the Crown Ridge Mall? Carly: [giggles and gives him cute smile] I didn't know you could be so bad. Freddie: [smiles at her invitingly, seeming to wait for her to go on] Carly: [sweetly] Goodnight. [She goes inside her apartment. Freddie seems about to say something, but he loses his nerve and utters something between a gulp and a sigh, then goes back in his apartment. He looks longingly over his shoulder before he closes the door]