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i hope you guys realize that there is no real plot to this story. like i think of random prompts and add it to the story line. i have no clue how to end this shit

you guys literally went insane when callahan said 'so needy'. so i decided to add onto that...

"ghost dance cause i have no other songs"
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y/n didn't expect to be quickly dragged away as soon as she stepped in the doors of school.

she was blankly following a beaming johnson back into the school. he had a nice posture, holding himself proudly as y/n was slouching and looked bored.

"what the hell was that." she was questioned by dream as him and his little trio surrounded her.

dream looked pissed.

sapnap looked as if he was questioning her.

george looked upset.

and callahan also looked pissed.

"what do you mean?"

"why did you go with that...i don't even know what the fuck to call him!"

"he offered lunch at a fancy subway and i really couldn't say no. i even got some cookies, do you want-"

"i don't want your damn cookies!"

"ooh i want one!" sapnap joined in, holding out his hands. he was given a cookie, which he began eating.

"do you want one george?"

"...sure." and he also was given a cookie.

she went to offer to callahan, but he was already holding his hands out expectedly.

"wow, you're so cocky. automatically assuming you would get one since you're the favorite. big surprise when you find out george is my favorite." it was a small, sarcastic joke that made george become bewildered. sapnap protested a bit, and dream was still trying to get y/n's attention back on the situation.

everyone knew she preferred callahan over the trio to begin with since he was always nicer. so it was a little joke that made sapnap and george quietly giggle. dream even coughed to hide his laugh

ooooh but that was not a joke to some.

"are you always this much of a brat? just gimme the damn thing."

Callahan seemed even more pissed. whether it be from not getting the cookie, or him not being the favorite. the scribbling on the sticky note and the harshness when he handed it to y/n showed how angry he was.

woah man... the room is kinda hot...and you look strangely attractive. i don't believe in astrology but i think it's telling us to makeout-

"fuck, callahan, who dragged your ass back from hell?" but she still gave him the cookie, which he angrily nibbled on.

but he was smiling after he finished it.

two faced bitch-

"y/n! why did you go with him?!"

"dream, pal, bestie. i told you. he offered and i wasn't really in a position to say no."

"why didn't you wait until your little friend group came?"

"it wasn't that big of a deal. i don't really know him and it wasn't really a preference to go, but free food is free food."

"honestly, true...but still!"