Wild Men ★ (ft. Wild Thots) (Social Media a.u)

91|"Now isn't the time."

Text Messages between patrick and anusha

patrick: coming over!

anusha: what

patrick: u do not feel well so today we will make you feel better

anusha: i feel great!

anusha: also liz veronica and dyl are here so i will be okay

anusha: we can hang out later!

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Anusha put her phone on silent and put it somewhere far from reach, so she'd have an excuse to ignore Patrick and any type of communication he attempted. She still didn't know how she felt about them being together, and it wasn't something she wanted to tackle at the moment.

Right now, she was focused on trying to figure out what was happening.

"I don't want to sound delusional, but Vik's tweets must mean something," Anusha had convinced herself that the Sidemen felt as weird as they did about everything because Vik was tweeting about wheatgrass, which he had never tweeted about before.

"You sound a little delusional."

"Thanks."

"I think we should start with obvious things. Things that we can physically see that are off," Dylan suggested before pulling a stack of yearbooks from Anusha's bookshelf.

Anusha looked at them slightly confused, "When did I buy yearbooks?"

"That's one thing!"

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They had made it to their senior yearbook and were currently looking through the quotes to see who went to the school and to get a feel for the dynamics were because right now, they were running a blank. At first it had just been Anusha who was confused about the reality they were in, but as they kept talking about what felt wrong - everyone realized they were confused.

"Why does our graduating class look so small?" Liz commented after seeing that there were less than a hundred seniors when it felt as if they graduated with hundreds.

Veronica was going to say something about how the district built a bunch of new schools their sophomore year, but instead she told Dylan to go back to the previous page because she saw something that might have been somewhat of a clue.

"Sara Fletcher.... NEP changed my life," Veronica read, "NEP?" She asked hoping it would ring some bell because it looked out of place.

Anusha used all of her brain power, which wasn't much currently, to think about what NEP could have possibly been when something clicked, "New East Predictions! I think it was what the guys used to fuck with everyone on twitter."

Liz had already pulled out her phone to check to see if there were any remnants left on twitter before they had a chance to tell her to.

Liz's expression of hopefulness disappeared just as quickly as it appeared, "Nothing."

"I guess we'll keep looking through the yearbooks," Dylan turned a page, but there was yet another thing that seemed to be a hole in their thoughts.

A page dedicated to Red and his youtube career. Why was this a hole? His interview mentioned things that didn't exist in this world

"If you think about it, we never actually found out who Guitar Strings and Lampshades were," Dylan read to the group, "Veronica thought it was redacted and Anusha was convinced it was redacted and redacted but in redacted's mind it was actually redacted," There were literal holes written into the yearbook.