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2 - it's from a guy's basement

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the door bursts open, and light trickled into the room, making clay feel the heat on his back - but he didn't mind, if hypothetically there was a robber who infiltrated his home, they wouldn't get anything because there wasn't anything in their house, except for ice cream tubs and wrappers of clay's comfort food - food wrappers piling on the trash bin from clay's depressive episodes. he was at the stage where the sadness and the crippling loneliness doesn't even bother him anymore, he's just too hungry.

"clay!" sapnap dragged the blond's name, barging into clay's house to see him face down on his couch, and with a sigh, nick asked; "what's wrong, negative nancy?" this was a sight he has seen before, and sadly, sapnap wasn't surprised.

"what do you think about going to england with me for break?" clay mumbled, turning his head ever so slightly to look at sapnap, his voice muffled by the cushions.

"hell yeah, dude! we should! you've separated me from tommy way too long." sapnap laughed, slipping his brown backpack from his shoulders, the keychains and charms jingling lightly upon the impact.

"sapnap, you scared the kid by threatening to take betty and walter away." clay looked up at the ravenette, smirking back at sapnap - even if wilbur's little brother cried at sapnap's empty threats, he had to admit that it was funny, "tubbo adores you, though."

"of course he does, i'm just cool like that." sapnap responded, pushing clay's legs from the couch to make room for himself, sitting down on the space. "i got the game, by the way." he said, looking at clay through his peripheral vision.

"really?" clay asked, sitting up and focusing on the younger boy before him, "i think i'd try it, i'm so bored man, and everything just seems so...dead, i guess." he shrugged, sapnap heard about his rants - about the sweaty mascot suits and low paying salary, his best friend heard it all.

"poggers, so, this is it." sapnap mumbled, fishing a tiny, blue box out of his backpack, handing it to clay slowly for dramatic effect. "it's from a coder dude's basement, but, he didn't make it himself - he just got it from a sketchy doctor and you know, he's a college kid who needed money who i met through mutual friends upon mutual friends, so i was like, 'sure man, i'll buy your game pill' and he gave it to me for 20 bucks!" sapnap explained, recreating their conversation with animated hands. "i'd say, it's a deal." sapnap smiled, and the blond nodded wordlessly.

clay took the blue box in his hands, fingers gently hooking themselves underneath the gap and pulling the top out from the box's bottom. a single, white pill sat on its place. "fancy shit." he muttered, grabbing the tiny pill and twirling it around with his fingertips, "i think, i'll try it later - it is our break, after all."

"yes! tell me what happens afterwards, i'll go visit my mom for like, two weeks? and then, after that we can go to your uber cool dad." sapnap said, leaning his back against the couch. "man, i'm crazy tired. mind if i crash for a night?" he asked, looking at clay, sapnap was confident clay would agree - he knows that sapnap is too lazy to walk back to his apartment.

"sure, you know where everything is, help yourself." clay said, standing up from his seat and helping himself to a can of beer, he wasn't an avid drinker but he wanted help to sleep later, and to be frank - his mind kept running and wouldn't shut up about nothing and everything all at the same time, like, what if he wakes up and the sun from teletubbies is right at his window? clay will surely piss his pants. techno scared him with the teletubbies when he was very young, he wasn't afraid now, however - his distaste for teletubbies remained, especially for that stupid sun.

"do you have instant noodles?" sapnap asked, "i want to experience how dead inside you feel."

"are you sure about that?" clay yelled from the kitchen, nick responded positively and the blond got to boiling water on his kettle. pulling out two cups of seafood ramen from the cupboards, clay waited until the kettle made a sound similar to his laughter, then poured the boiling water into the cups. "it's done!" clay called out, and sapnap sluggishly walked and sat down on the table with clay, thanking him when the blond handed him a fork.

the two ate in silence, with sapnap showing clay a meme from his phone and vice versa. "do you think i'll find someone?" clay asked sapnap, and the younger stopped eating, looking up at his friend to see if he was joking, and he certainly was not.

"of course you will, clay." sapnap said gently, "it might seem so hopeless right now, but, with time you will."

"i don't know, pandas. as more time pass by, i feel more and more hopeless." clay mumbled, leaning on his arms, "like, what's wrong with me? am i ugly? dumb? not enough?"

"no, clay. you're seggsy." sapnap tried to joke and cheer the blond up, but he still had a sad look in his eyes. "clay, everything will be okay, i promise."

"i just feel so lonely, sapnap." clay muttered, "like, i just want someone to hold, someone to be domestic with, and someone to...i don't know? be there for me in a way where we are more than friends?" the blond ended at a question.

"no, you make plenty sense, clay." sapnap replied, "just, wait a little longer, alright?" he whispered, "it's hard to find a hot, single dilf in your area, clay." sapnap joked, and this time - it worked.

"you're an idiot." clay wheezed, and when he stopped, he looked at sapnap sincerely, "thank you."

"no problem, man." sapnap smiled, "i'm always here for you, don't ever forget that."
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02/28/21