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This is my first post/work on this platform so I hope it's not garbage.

I always got the age gap enemies to lovers vibe from Louise and Logan and I couldn't find a fic abt it, so I made one. (Disclaimer!: I do not own Bob's Burgers. It is a TV show owned by FOX)

Did you actually read that?! Thanks! Hope you're not disappointed with what's next.

Chapter Text

Louise's POV

It's the fall, which, for me, means college starts soon. 3 days, to be exact.

I already got my supplies - a bunch of note books, a new pencil case, a laptop bag, a laptop, a bunch of stationary and the such - and I finished packing last night.

Now all that's left is to actually get there. This should be fun....

----The next day---- 

"Louise! Get up! We have to leave in 45 minutes!"

Geez! My mom just got louder as I got older. I thought it was the opposite.

"I'm heading down now!"

I come running down the stairs, wearing a distressed graphic tee that says 'Life sucks but I suck better', a pair of dark blue baggy jorts, my New Balances with Nike socks and one of my favorite beanies, with my duffel bag slung across my shoulder.

My dad is cooking breakfast, as usual. I check my Invader Zim watch and see that we have to leave in about 40 minutes, giving 10 to eat breakfast. So, to save time, I grab a piece or two of bacon and few forkfuls of eggs. I'll grab something more when I check into my dorm.

I finish my small breakfast and pack my things up into the car -my own car- not that red minivan heap of shit my parents have had since before Tina was born. 

I wonder what's taking my parents so long to get their old butts out here and call for them for outside.

"Mom! Dad! Let's go! We have to get there before check-in closes!"

I stand against the side of my car, waiting five minutes before my parents finally walk out of the restaurant- fixing their clothes and hair. I give them a look and they look back at me like they've seen a ghost. It takes me a few seconds before I realize what happened in those five minutes and make a face while I pocket my phone.

"Ugh! Gross!"

Ever since they've been to marriage counseling, they haven't been able to keep their hands to themselves. 

"Mom, you're sitting in the back. Dad, you're driving."

We get in the car, me in the passenger seat, Mom in the back and Dad driving. I connect my phone to the aux and when my Dad pulls out of the driveway, Fall Out Boy's 'My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark.' plays.