ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ 2||5ᴜɴᴅʏ (DISCONTINUED)

１.) Ｓ𝗵𝗼𝑡𝒈𝗎𝔫.

Little note!:

This hasn't been updated in forever, but I decided to let the people see what this fic could've been. I have 0 clue what I was on when I wrote this, plus this was written by an 11 year old. Viewer discretion is seriously advised!! ^^

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ᴛᴡ!!

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ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴇᴇᴅ

ꜱᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ

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ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 13

~/ 5up's POV \~

I woke up to the loud beeping that is my alarm clock. I lay in bed for a minute longer before sliding out, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

I stared blankly in my closet, trying to find something to wear. I chose a simple sweater vest over a collared shirt. I also put on a collar-like choker. 

I looked in the mirror, smiling in satisfaction at my reflection.

''Wow, I'm hot,,

I walked to the bathroom, closing the door quietly. I looked in the mirror for half a second, before reaching into a red solo cup for my toothbrush.

I put it under the faucet, cold water getting on my hands. I put the toothpaste on and put it in my mouth.(ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ. ᴅᴏɴᴛ.) As I brushed, I tasted a slightly metallic taste. When I spit out, the leftover toothpaste had a pinkish tone to it. To be fair, I haven't brushed my teeth in a while.

I walked back into my room to grab my chromebook and charger from under my desk. I put it in the back pocket of my backpack and zipped it up.

''Am I forgetting something?,, I asked myself.

I paused for a moment, before jumping in realization.

''SHIT MY DEODORANT,,

I put it on quickly before running out to the kitchen.

Once again, it was empty. My parents have been out on a "Business Trip" for what seems like a month. It's only been a week.

I open the freezer and grab my lunchbox. I pack my lunch and walk out the door.

I pull out my phone from my pocket, checking the time.

''6:30,,

꧁*｡ﾟ𝗧ⅈmⅇ 𝓼𝒌𝓲𝗉 *｡ﾟ꧂