𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜, ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏɪɴɴɪᴛ

♧⃘ nineteen ♧⃘

me: doesn't publish a chapter for a week (did give a notice that i won't bc of musical stuff)
also me: OMG THEY ARE GONNA HATE ME I NEED TO PUBLISH SOMETHING I NEEEEEED TO AHH

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i need to get ready for musical soon but like by the time i publish this i have probably already done the musical
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Juniper / @JunipLIVEg
we all just went to the arcade, and now we are getting ice cream. nephie is epic.

↳ Nephitie / @FOGGER
Very true. I am very epic.
↳ Tommy. / @TommyInnit
You are not epic. All you did was hack the system
↳ Nephitie / @FOGGER
No, I just easily beat you.
↳ Cad<3 / @cadarino
nephitie >>>>>>>
↳ George / @georgenotfound
Does anybody know who Nephie is ?

"Get off your phone and order your god d*mn ice cream." Tommy took my phone and put it in his pocket.

"Hey! Give it back." I whined.

"Not until you get your ice cream."

I sighed, then walked over to the ice cream flavor menu where Nephie was. "What are you getting?" I asked them.

"Cookie dough." They replied. "What are you getting? Wait- no, let me guess. You seem like a strawberry ice cream girl."

"How the f*ck did you know?" I gasped.

"Get a waffle cone with that." Nephie smiled.

"Bet."

We walked over to the window, where everybody else was. "We already ordered, so go ahead." Wilbur said.

I look up to the lady working. "Could I have strawberry ice cream in a waffle cone, please? Also, put some sprinkles on that."

"Sprinkles? Are you five?" Tommy laughed.

"No, I'm 16, almost 17. Sprinkles on ice cream are just- chefs kiss, you know?"

Nephie ordered their ice cream, then we all waited. "Can I have my phone, now?" I asked Tommy.

"Meh." He replied, looking away.

"Please? It's my phone."

"Meh."

"B*tch." I scoffed.

"You're mum."

"Please- what?"

"You're mum."

"At least your mum loves you."

"Oh sh*t..." Nephie wooed, and Wilbur and Niki looked at me.

"Story time?" Wilbur requested.

"Nah. Just give me my f*cking phone back." I stared at Tom.

"Or else what?"

"Do you want children?" I smirked.

"Why?- Oh... not this again." He immediately grabbed my phone out of his pocket and handed it to me.

"Thank you, Tom." I got on my phone, and texted George.

Gogy Wogy Pogy Sogy

hey my man how are we ?

We are good! Someone says hi

who is someone

Someone

who

Someone

who
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who
who
who
who
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who
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whoville
who
who
who
who
??? WHO

Love the 'whoville'

me too

Anyways I'm going out to dinner with that someone
Please don't call me

can i call you

No

why

Because

but
but
but
but

No.

And then I called him.

"What the heckle d- I told you not to call me!" He laughed through the phone.

"So... who is the special someone?" I asked.

"Special someone?" Tommy and Nephie whispered. Niki and Wilbur laughed softly, but didn't say anything.

"Nobody, nobody. Enjoy your ice cream, Junip." He hung up, and I put my phone away with a frown.

"We have to find out who he is with, and soon." I demanded.

"Yes ma'am." Nephie nodded, and Tommy smiled.

"Uh- strawberry ice cream in a waffle cone with sprinkles?" The lady called out.

"Oh yes, that's mine. Thank you!" I grabbed my ice cream and started to eat it.

Nephie got their ice cream as well, and soon we all had our treats. "I find it funny how I was the second to last to order, and Wilbur, Niki, and Tommy ordered first." I laughed, biting the ice cream.

"Woah what- hold on... what are you doing?" Nephie coughed.

"Uh... eating my ice cream?" I shrugged.

"You're not eating it, you're biting it. That is nowhere close to being necessary."

I rolled my eyes and continued to bite my ice cream in front of them.

"Sorry, Juniper, but I have to agree with Nephie on this one, even though they cheated at the arcade." Tom walked over to Nephitie.

"I didn't cheat, but pop off I guess."