BOO-mers (A Phasmophobia Inspired 3rdLife/HC FanStory)

Part 2

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Bdubs ears were hit with the screaming of his alarm. The noise stung his eardrums, causing the man to be awoken brutally. Without even giving himself a second to get his bearings, Bdubs scrambled out of bed, fueled by the determination to stop the screeching that was plaguing his ears. He grabbed the alarm clock and aggressively smacked the off button.

"Stupid sound!" Bdubs shouted, flopping back onto his bed. He allowed himself to almost drift off to sleep again when another loud beeping broke the beautiful silence. Bdubs slowly sat up in anger, expecting the alarm to be screaming at him again. He stopped when it was instead his phone buzzing on the bedside table. Bdubs picked up the device, seeing it was a call from Impulse. "Huh?" The tired man picked up the phone and brought it to his ear. 'Why is he calling so early?' "Impulse?" Bdubs said aloud, surprised at how dead he sounded.

"Hey Bdubs-" Impulse said, his voice was loud against Bdubs ear, making him jump.

"Why did you have to call so early?" Bdubs whined, reaching up to rub his eyes.

"Skizz, Tango, and I are trying to move boxes into our new house and we need some help." Impulse explained. Bdubs's eyes widened. That's right, Impulse, Tango, and Skizz had been saving up to move in together for a while. Bdubs didn't know Skizz too well, he had gone to high school with Tango and Impulse and since Bdubs only met them their first year of college he hadn't gotten to know Skizz all that well.

"Y'all never told me you found a place?" Bdubs questioned.

"Well it was supposed to be a surprise, but we need some help getting everything out of our cars. There is also some job equipment I wouldn't ever let Skizz touch." Bdubs paused for a moment before standing up with a grunt.

"Fine, I'll be over there in a few minutes." Bdubs agreed, getting a happy "Thank you" from Impulse. "Just send me the address ok?"

"Of course, see you in a second!" Impulse said cheerfully, then was cut off by the beep as the call ended. Bdubs shoved his phone back on the bedside table and stumbled towards his closet, taking from it a moss-colored hoodie. He heard his phone buzz again but didn't bother to pick it up knowing it was Impulse sending the new address. He walked into the bathroom, then stepped back out a few minutes later, dressed in grey jeans and the hoodie. The bandana he wore everywhere was tied around his head to keep his hair back. Bdubs walked over to grab the gold clock from beside his bed, he held it in his hands for a moment before clicking it onto the small key chain on his jeans.

Bdubs stepped off his bike, leaning it against the closest mailbox. He roped a small chain lock around the wheel so no one could steal it and turned to look at the house in front of him. It was a nice one-story house. They picked a good place. Both the van and another smaller black car, which he assumed was Skizz's, was in the driveway. The back of the van was open, with a bunch of boxes pushed outside of it.

"Yo! Bdubs!" A voice called from inside the van. Bdubs turned to see Skizz walking down the ramp of the van with a big box in his hands.

"Hi Skizz," Bdubs smiled, walking up to meet the man. "Where are Tango and Impulse?" Skizz stopped, moving to fix his grip on the box.

"Unpacking stuff inside, they won't let me touch anything! Even though I won't break it!" Skizz shouted, probably trying to see if Tango and Impulse could hear him. Bdubs smiled at him with a sympathetic laugh, knowing that there was no way any of them would let Skizz carry their expensive equipment. He went to pick up a box to carry inside, the first one he saw had writing in sharpie scribbled on the top, 'Tango's stuff'. Bdubs rolled up his sleeves and crouched over to lift the box off the ground. The weight of it made him wobble, making him wonder what Tango had in there. Bdubs followed Skizz up into the house, the door was already open so he just followed his tall friend inside.