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❥Chapter 4

I'm back with another chapter, i'm also gonna try to release two chapters today because I haven't gotten to write as much as I'd like, so Chapter 5 might come out like today or tomorrow, enjoy reading!

-KindL

Ruv stepped up to the Bar and opened the door, his eyes flashed around, looking for his new friend.
He noticed the large bomb sitting at a booth, drinking a water. Hm, must not be an alcohol kind of guy.
"Hey Ruv, how ya been?" Whitty smiled and waved.

Ruv couldn't help but feel better in his heart. Whitty seemed so much happier than he was yesterday. "..okay, I guess.. you?" Ruv asked. "Better than yesterday, that shitty boyfriend guy can go suck one and I wouldn't give a shit.." Whitty complained a little. "That's something I can get behind, comrade.." Ruv muttered.

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[ 3rd Person View ]

The two spent around 2 hours laughing and joking, talking about mainly their talents in singing. They shared the idea of making their own song to duet. Whitty liked the idea, however Ruv was a tad more hesitant to learning a new song entirely.

[ Ruv's POV ]

Ruv thought, "..I don't know.. sounds kinda hard.." he said. "Ah, nothing we can't handle, I bet it'd be great!" Whitty assured him. "Alright, you seem to know what you're doing, I guess I can give another song a shot.. When would we start working on it..?" Ruv nodded. "Why not now?.. Well, maybe not here at a bar, I don't want to shatter any glass.." Whitty sat up.

Ruv thought for a moment. "..I have a small beat making studio in the basement, it's a little dusty, but, it still works," Ruvyzvat suggested. "That sounds perfect!.. I- um- I mean, only if you want to." The bomb asked.

"..."

"Sure, why not." Ruv shrugged.

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Ruv opened the church doors, Whitty right behind him. The large room was quiet. The russian quickly checked his phone. 11:54 p.m.
"It's kinda late.. I think Sarv's asleep.. Come on, let's try not to wake her up." Ruv told him. Whitty was looking around the church as they snuck inside. "Nice home ya got here," Whitty looked up at the lifted ceiling.

"Thanks. Sarv's looking for new recruits, but we don't get many around here.." The communist answered solumnly. Ruv swore he heard Whitty utter something under his breath, but couldn't make it out. Eventually, Ruv brushed it off.

The light flickered on, this basement was old, and the atmosphere of the place just proved it. Whitty looked at the sound system, headphones, saved tunes, he smiled and nodded. "This is amazing, when did you even-"

"Sarv got it for me, hoping i'd make another song. I thought this is what we could use." he quickly answered.

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It had been around four a.m., Whitmore and Ruvyzvat had spent the hours constructing a beat, unfortunately they didn't even have vocals yet. Ruv was slightly falling asleep, but Whitty was awake, still making the beat. "You good man?" the bomb asked.

Ruv was half asleep but jolted awake after Whitty's words. "Yep, totally.." he answered, his words a little slurred from tiredness. "Thought so... What time is it, anyways?" he questioned. Ruv took out his phone, first seeing several messages from Sarv saying she was first gonna go to bed, then couldn't because Ruv wasn't safe at home, and then eventually it seemed like she had because her words were getting misspelled, presumably by tiredness. Ruv looked at the clock on his phone.

"4:30 a.m." the russian concluded.

"4:30 a.m.?? Gosh, it got late.."

Ruv heard Whitty say more words, but his brain was too exhausted to make them out into real words. Eventually he just closed his eyes.

He had fallen asleep.

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