𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐥 | Jack Manifold FF

all my love is gone

Laura POV

I went back home and called Karl asking him what too do. He exactly told me "just flow with it laura! You deserve meeting with a life time friend. He's there and met you and now it's never gonna be just talk and meet and never again."  He spoke making me think "have I done something wrong? Why did I think that? I left too early, why did I do that?"  I've never felt so wronged in my life. I should call him again. 

TIMESKIP

I called him confidently laying up on my bed and fixing how I look. He then picked up and I spoke "hey!"  With a smile on my face. "Hey, I guess"  we stay silent for a couple of seconds. "So, how you doing?"  I say trying too make up a good conversation making me happy for speaking  "good, how about you?"  He spoke while seemingly staring at his computer "good, I guess."  I chuckle. "What you doing on you're computer there?"  I stare at the big light on his face "nothing much, just playing games with friends right now"  wow, I simply forgot he does twitch and that shit. Cancel me please.  "Oh, nice. Well I hope you have fun! Goodbye"  I speak with a smile on my face about too hang up  "bye!"  He said while I end the call. I seemingly decided too go too the club and hopefully not drink much.

Jack POV

I started streaming Jackbox again with some friends. I've tried to win at some games but instead fail, sometimes. "HAHAHA"  I hear quackity laughing his ass off like he's laughing like somebody crazy. Who the hell- 

BEEP BEEP

Laura POV

I desperately need a ride home. I called Jack hoping he could help, I drank too much and I forgot my car due too me using taxi. This is not the night I needed. 

Fuck me, I messed up. Would he even pick up? "Laura, what do you need?"  I hear Jack's voice coming from the phone. "Can you help me get back home Jack? All I need for tonight."  I ask hoping he accepts.  "What did you do now Laura."  Jack asked hoping that I didn't do anything wrong, "just drank too much and came too the club on a taxi, that's all. Please?"  I heard him sigh behind the screen.  "Fine, I'll help."  

TIMESKIP 

I finally got home and I thanked my good friend and helper for driving me back. I hear you guys, "wow I'm getting drunk and needing a ride home" blah blah blah. I'm trying too be responsible alright? I look at my stuffed animals on my bed and I can hear them asking "I'm still fucking here and you're 21? Must be weird" like I can't see it through their eyes. My head hurts, I ate too much, danced too much, and drank too much. What will come next? Well, more fucking shitbags in life. Does it look like I would've cared? Not one bit of pixels in fucking life. Of course not. 

Unless you're Jack.

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