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Cigarette Ahegao

Collage AU
This chapter includes the ship wilnoblade! Or I guess Techbur. 

 Tw // Mentions of weed, alcohol, and cigarettes. If any of those make you uncomfortable please proceed to the next chapter if there is one by the time this is posted! <3

As an Amwerican

Fuck!

This party was God awful. It reeked of weed and alcohol. It was one of those parties you wouldn't expect little old Technoblade to be invited to, but I am here so I made it I guess? I don't know. All I know is Quackity invited me and Wilbur. To be honest, I only really went because I would feel bad if Wil went by himself.

I guess they call it sophomore slump. 

Walking around more was truly an experience. There were all kinds of interesting groups of people here. Ponk, Sam, Connor, Niki, the people you wouldn't expect to see at a party like this. Especially Connor. 

Always crying and always drunk.

While walking around I caught myself in an interesting conversation. The amount of people around me wasn't my ideally. In fact I felt some sort of panic being around this many. I looked off to my side avoiding any type of eye contact, but still engaging in conversation.

 "A few dead, more gone, the rest well on their way."

I added to the convo because that was important! I was also offered alcohol. I never had it before nor do I plan on it, but I don't want to be rude. What if they hate me?

 "Thanks!" I hate it. 

God where was Wilbur? I couldn't be out here by myself anymore. I didn't drink a single drop of what I was offered. I kind of put it down on a table next to others. Everyone here is dumb and drunk and or high. They wouldn't realise it.

So, everyone I love is stuck because this, that, and the other state fucked up. And covered in a class I'm about to fail.

My mind was wandering the during the whole group.  The conversations kept talking about more serious subjects, subjects like breakdowns. I then felt hands come behind me and give me a hug. I recognized the touch. It was Wilbur. He could always calm me down by doing the smallest things.

Well I feel better now

UwU

Cigarette ahegao

uh huh!

"I hadn't had another episode since last night when it was touch and go"

Why the fuck would I say that? I barley trust the people around me and I say that? Jesus I can't say anymore of that to these guys. I found myself becoming more nervous, but Wil was playing with my hair so I calmed a bit. Somehow the conversation went to serious subjects to incels. Is this was a party is supposed to be like? How the hell do you from breakdowns to INCELS? Then again, I'm surrounded by people under the influence of alcohol as well weed.

"No need to cry about it." 

Quackity made a point about incels and nice guys, but hey he used to read from that subreddit quite often with.. the Reddit crew? That's what they called themselves. Though this was like a couple years ago. I felt Wilbur remove himself from the back hugging position. 

UwU

UwU 

I looked over at Wil his arms were crossed.

"Hey incels, just have sex!"

" Duh! "

Now I wasn't usually one to talk about sex or incels, but if your boyfriend said something that could be followed with a small statement you wouldn't add on to the comment?

I looked around at my surroundings more. I lost most of my focus on what they were talking about hearing some sentences from here and there. This place was extremely messy, or nasty per say. I already hate college parties more than anything. Well not anything, but you get the point. I tend to observe my surroundings more. Every now and then I'd hear bits of conversation.

trash on the walls and trash on the floor.. Liquid eyeliner stuck to the door.

This place is worse than rooms on reddit.. 

"Techno? TECHNO!" I heard my name being called . I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WAS BEING SAID. FUCK FUCK FUCK.

screwing everything up, and doing everything wrong

"In my defense I wasn't be around this long.. So"

In sheer panic I said what I was thinking. Fuck me dude. I ran away from the situation. What if they asked questions? No. I am NOT dealing with that today. After I ran into a bedroom I sat upon somebody's bed. It was soft and I felt like I could have gone to sleep, but it was loud outside the door.

well I feel better now

UwU

Cigarette ahegao

UwU

No need to cry about it 

UwU 

I felt tears from into my eyes. The smell of smoke and alcohol was already a lot. I heard someone follow me into the room. I didn't recognize the person so I tried my best to put on my cold, serious face. The person offers me a cigarette? I don't want to be rude turing them down. Again, what if they hate me based on this experience?

"Oh, I don't smoke, I just like the way it smells!"

The person left the room shrugging as I lay down, sniffling. I heard the door open again.

 "Techno?"

 It was Wilbur. He spoke with such a soft tone. 

I had sat up from laying and tried not to cry. I tried to put on my toughest face In front of the person I cared about most.

Get thin on smoke and coffee

Get fat on pie and biscuits

I spoke softly to Wilbur. Like how he did for me

"God bless this perfect shitstorm"

Wil looked at me and responded

"I hope it takes me with it"

I smiled at him and eventually the feelings I had been bottling all came out. I was crying between words as he held me close .

"I have a soft small body"

"Strawberries make it happy"

He stroked my hair, hugging me even closer than before. Finally he spoke.

 "Someday I'll leave the country, I hope to have you with me"

We started tiredly, but in Wilburs case drunkly talking about the future in small sentences.

 "Get wrecked on Becherovka"

 I giggled at what he said a little bit, but also responding

"Get fucked on smoke and wine"

Wilbur and I hugged and hugged for what seemed like forever. I'd hate admitting it, but I'd never want this feeling to end. I felt safe with him.

"Someday I'll have my own life" 

He said while pulling me into his chest as he lay down. We were probably going to fall asleep here tonjgnt, but so does everybody else so I don't see an issue.

"I'll leave this all behind"