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thrity-five

im going to get so much hate for this but im also getting people mad at me in my dms for not writing this fanfic even tho i said i still dont have a full answer so here i dont want any complaining from anyone unless you have news important news about the situation

love, a tired sleepless kind of pissed off rocket

ALSO NO COMPLAINING IF ITS SHORT.
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-y/n pov- i dont know where i left off on so here

we board the plane me sitting down next to phil and wilbur next to the window.

-"where are the others?" i asked

-"we couldn't get plane seat close to eachother so their somewhere towards the back" phil responded taking his laptop out

-"ahh okay"

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getting off the plane we wait for everyone else to get off so dream and sapnap could pick us up. after a few minutes or so we hear a car and it's ridiculously loud engine

-"come on get in, is george with you" dream asked suddenly in front of us with his car hand resting on the window thing

-"no but i am!" tommy said getting into the car letting us deal with the luggage, after we all got into the car dream started driving like this was a fucking lightning mackween speeding race

-"your going to kill us" ranboo said

-"exactly what he said" i respond

-"thats why im filming" tubbo said cheerfully

we stopped at a big fucking house and we all got out letting sapnap wilbur and dream take care of the luggage

-"there's enough rooms for everyone only for tonight since not everyone is here"

i jump down onto the couch turning the tv on scrolling through channels until i find national geographic

-"you actually watch this?" ranboo asks sitting next to me

-"danm right i do"

-"weirdo what kind of person enjoys geography"
geography and literature are the best subjects idgaf their so interesting

-"me idiot" i playfully punch him in the shoulder

about 3 hours id say, after we figured out no one can cook expect basically techno and bad we just ordered pizza and called it a night
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no. complaining.