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⃕ 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝┃the author makes a
book fueling her obsession with
boys who play minecraft and
write...
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CHAOS dreamwastaken
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fan art creds to maniaccentral on reddit
IMESSAGES! bitch boy 😒
today 03:42 am
bitch boy 😒 open the door
fucking weeb 🙄 it's 3am 🧍♀️
bitch boy 😒 okay?? open.
fucking weeb 🙄 i hate you
with a loud groan, you made your way from the comfort of your warm duvets and out of the bed. due to you just sitting in the complete darkness, you waited for your eyes to adjust, silently thanking the moonlight that was making an appearance through the crevices of your curtains.
you made their way out of the familiarity of your room, turning the hall light on to better your chances of not slipping down the stairs. with another whine at the mere fact that you had to leave your bed in the middle of the night, you trudged down the stairs.
though you weren't relatively close to being asleep or even tired, there's always that unsettling feeling of irritation when you're being interrupted by something— or in this case, someone. of course you didn't have anything important going on, but having to pause your netflix show in the middle of the best part of an arc is the worst.
once you reached the bottom of the stairs, you sped-walked to the door and opened it for your company, which was remotely unwanted at any given point in time. (that was a joke...mostly).
with a smirk at your disheveled and visibly annoyed appearance, clay laughed before letting himself in and plopping the plastic bag filled to the brim with snacks from the nearest convenience store on your kitchen counter.
