|You're The One In Our Apartment| Ch. 2

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April 7, 2021

(Content Warning : Mentions Of Hate Crimes)

{POV : NARRATOR}

The door opens.

Y/n closes her eyes tightly. She didn't want to see who was there. She didn't know where she was, she didn't want to know who was about to be in the same room.

"Oh, just some random girl." Said the same voice that said this was his bed.

"Did you bring her home Mike?" The same guy asked.

"No. Ad did you bring her home?" Replied the guy I assumed to be Mike.

{POV : Y/N}

At this point my hands were over my eyes. I felt so childish. I must've looked like an idiot. They were now in the middle in the room, maybe just a few feet away now. They spoke about me like I couldn't hear them.

"No, I don't even live here!" Said who I thought to be Ad.

"Ok! Open your eyes! Explain why you're here. I just wanna get this whole thing to get settled." Said the one I didn't know the name of.

I opened my eyes.

Who I saw standing in front of me not only confused me but also amazed me. The Beastie Boys. Standing right in front of me. It was impossible. The Beastie Boys, young, young as in 1986 Beastie Boys. Just released Licensed To Ill Beastie Boys. Maybe right before the tour in 1987 even. MCA, Mike D, and Ad-Rock. Right there.

"Hi... I'm sorry. I don't know how I got here..." I said quietly.

"Did you break in?" Mike D inquired.

"No! Why would I do that?! I- I think I Time traveled here...?" I replied questioningly.

"What's that even supposed to mean? Are you on drugs or something?" Ad-Rock said demeaningly.

"I know you won't believe me. Wait..." I trailed off as I looked around and I found my phone. I turned it on to see that it was at 100% and still plugged in.

"What is that?" Inquired MCA.

"It's my phone. I think you'll believe me when I show you it. You call people and watch videos and so many other things. You have all the knowledge in the world here on this little device." I say looking down at my phone.

"Show us!" Ad-Rock said. He looked exited and interested.

I turned the phone around. I went onto YouTube and turned on their music video for Fight For Your Right. I paused the video and went onto Spotify and played Run-D.M.C's Sucker M.C.'s. I looked at them and the three of them looked shocked and amazed.

"I believe you." Ad-Rock said staring straight into my eyes.

"It just occurred to me. I never told you my name. Uhm... it's Y/n." I said blushing.

"Well we should introduce oursel-"

"I already know who you are..." I said cutting off MCA.

"Oh..." He said quietly.

"I'm not some crazy fan though. If- if I gave you that impression..." I looked down as I spoke kinda bowing my head.

"You didn't give off that impression... What year are you from?" MCA changed the subject.

"I'm from 2021, there are no flying cars or world peace. Just a global pandemic with a side of hate crimes on Asians and Black people" I said sadly.

"Oh... that sounds terrible..." He said looking down at his feet.

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