𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀 , 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐲

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Thirty-one
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"moonstruck"

"moonstruck?" I ask, "isn't it starstruck?"

"nope" Ollie shook her head, "Starstruck is to be fascinated or greatly impressed by famous people, especially those connected with the entertainment industry"

"so what's moonstruck?" Dream asks,

"unable to think or act normally, especially because of being in love." Ollie discreetly points over to Ranboo, once again on the floor.

"Tommy's moonstruck for you then?" Dream asked in a slight joking manner.

"yep" the couple speaks in synchrony.

"Alex who are you moonstruck for?" I ask,

"myself, since im so sexy"

"liar" Ranboo giggles,

"what's that supposed to mean?" Alex retorts,

"nothing" The teen only smiles, leaning back against the floor.

"Dream who are you moonstruck for?" Tommy asks,

"Gogy" The rest of group (including Dream) said identically.

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"no you clap your hands together, and then do this" I demonstrated for Alex; I had been attempting to teach him one of the elementary school rhymes that I hadn't done in years.

"clap clap, why do you twist your hands like that?" he stressed,

"I don't know! clap your own hands, then we clap each other's hands, then clap our own, then twist, repeat" I said quickly,

"f*cking jump rope with your hands or something" he mumbled, confused by the hand-eye coordination, Ollie, Tommy, and Dream were watching amused, while Ranboo was having what looked to be an existential crisis.

"clap clap, twist, repeat" I murmured, "look you're getting the hang of it!"

"this game will be the end of me" Alex cried,

"I remember doing this sh*t for hours on end" I reminisced, "it'd be a competition to see how long people would go"

"I would cry"

"Ranboo you good over there?" I called, making sure Alex and I's hands were still in sync.

"sure Iris, im having a blast" he giggled to himself,

"how many did he have before we got home?" I asked,

"the brownie mix made enough for two pans..." Ollie murmured,

"what?" I widened my eyes in realization, "are you saying that—"

"Ranboo may have accidently ate an entire pan of weed brownies—yes" she quickly answered,

"they were so good" he wailed, "Bonnie and Clyde drugged me"

"This is Ted all over again" I stressed,

"Ted Nivison, my hero" Ranboo cheered, "Nerds rope 2.0"

"Ranboo if you're still high in the morning im taking you to the doctor"

"doctors are overrated, what do they do anyways?" he laughs,

"They're doctors—they give you medicine"

"I don't need medicine, just the validation of Ted Nivison"

Alex laughs as he purposefully messes up our hand patterns,