I sat worried about Wilbur, staring out the window until we all got a ping from our phones. I sat down and immediately assumed it was Wilbur texting the group chat, i was right.
'Mr Johnson's worst nightmares'
The one down the road right?
The Clay man🤓
Yup! See ya in a second we went to Mr Ahole Johnson abt the project
Alrighty, me and Will are on our way!
Wilbah 🐑
I'm done, i'm sorry. I'm leaving the club and the group. I just can't anymore.
I almost put my phone down worried until another ping came,
Wilbah🐑 has left the chat
now this was really worrying.
I left the group chat and then kept walking. Pings almost immediately killing my ears despite my leaving the group chat. I turned off my buzzer and plugged my headphones into my phone and turned on my playlist the first song being -Cigarette daydreams-. It was a generally good song but i had to skip it. It reminded me of Y/n, the title did. She always advised the group not to smoke despite her smoking her worries away in private. I'm glad she cared otherwise i would've smoked away my lungs.
The playlist went on an on till' i reached the destination i didn't consciously notice i'd been going to.
Our spot.
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