!The author of this story may or may not have died of a brain tumor or in surgery we haven't gotten to the surgery yet we'll see!
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴!
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴?
𝘕𝘰...
TW: Death threats, not bad just the simulation of 🤌stans🤌
Allister POV: a/n IT JUST AUTOCORRECTED TO POVERTY IM GOING TO C R Y
Allister sat outside the cafe, legs tucked into her chest. For some reason sitting on the cement sidewalk outside a cute German coffee shop seemed like an appealing place to sleep to her body, so she had to keep nodding her head up and down to keep herself from drifting off.
A child in pajamas nodding her head back and forth at 4:38 in the morning in the fetal position on the sidewalk. Oh boy, I'm sorry to any passerby's, if there are any due to the hour.
Eventually her method stopped working and her head fell to her knees and stayed there, sleep succumbing the girl's frame.
The lack of the bustling of people on a work day left Brighton quiet and serene. Barely any lights were on, people didn't need to be awake for another hour. Despite Allister's lack of wakefulness she was still aware of the thoughts brewing on conscience and she had to debate wether to put a lock on the void and leave them there or draw them out and gnaw on them until her brain was numb and dull.
Her tired brain told her conscience that all it had done in the past few days was think and together they put a cap on her hateful or just bothersome and long thoughts.
Sometimes Allister wished she could fly away from her own skin and find a better place, preferably with a better brain, too.
The thoughts of the day finally dissipated and her brain went into the shut down mode reserved for dreams and peaceful sleep.
A few short dreams passed by, stupid ones, a few of her cat eating her after she died, the usual.
Probably about an hour slipped by before she felt her hair being ruffled. Groggily, Allister opened her eyes and looked up to see a tall figure with fluffy hair.
"Damn Astrid didn't think those comments would leave you sleeping on the sidewalk."
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@ WilburSoot Wilbur —Found this shit outside her favorite coffee shop
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@ AstridGames Allister — bitch awoke me from my peaceful slumber. brighton is a small ass city (not small enough)
@ user8372 User — my man really woke up and said "time to find a child on the road" LMAO
@ user9364 User — this gross girl infected Tommy and now she's got Wilbur! She deserves to die. —@ user8372 User —— tad harsh there buddy? She didn't do shit?
—THIRD PERSON GENERAL—
"People fucking hate me for existing smh my head" Allister took a sip of her second coffee cup that morning.
"Mind explaining why you were sitting on the sidewalk against Vater und Sohns sleeping?" Wilbur asked incredulously.
"I woke up to dms from my friends asking me if I was ok and said fuck it and went for a walk and then fell asleep on the sidewalk." The girl said, somehow still tired even though she was almost done with her coffee.
"I don't know how to feel about this information." Wilbur sighed.
"I don't either." Allister responded.
The two sat in silence for a bit, Allister wanting to sleep and Wilbur not knowing what to do with her.
"Soo- are your parents home so I can take you back?" He questioned.
"Oh god I fucking hope not. They haven't been back in around 2-3 weeks now I dread the day they come home." Allister dismissed.
Wilbur was confused. "What? I- why have they been gone for so long and why do you not want them back?"
"Okay, for starters, I'm actually very mature if you haven't gathered, I also have an older brother who does online school so he's either home or touring universities, I have a job that pays for whatever I need and I have Florence. They're gone on business, they never take care of us anyway they kinda get home, have guests over and get drunk and then leave again. I honestly can't wait until they kick the bucket and Landon and I get all their money. We don't even go on trips to France anymore because they don't care for their own extended families anymore, just money money money business alcohol money." She ranted. "Any other questions?"
"N-no okay then." Wilbur looked at his own coffee, practically untouched. "You said Florence is there? Could I take you back to her? I'm not going to leave a child unattended, alone, in Brighton. No matter how mature you are."
"Why are you set on taking me to an adult you could just take me back to my house you know." Allister informed him.
"Yea well last time you were alone in your house you went for a walk and I found you asleep on the sidewalk on the way to my office."
"Fair enough. Here's Florence's address, Landon isn't home today."
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Allister rung the doorbell and stepped back to Wilbur's shoulder. She hadn't rang Florence's doorbell in 2 years, they knew each other too well.
It was probably a funny sight, Wilbur, standing at an impressive 6'5, wearing his glasses and a red sweater and jeans. And then the female reincarnation of Tommy next to him in fucking pajamas with her hair barely brushed but still fluffy as ever.
A short brown haired girl swung the door open, smiling when she saw Allister and then the smile fading into confusion as her eyes landed on the tall man next to her friend.
"Uhm.. Alli who's this?" Florence asked.
"Hello! It's nice to meet you, I'm Wilbur. I found your friend Allister here asleep on the sidewalk outside Vater und Sohns." Wilbur looked pointedly at the girl next to him.
"Haha that's me lmao" Allister grabbed the back of her neck.
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"Okay so let me get this straight, you're a streamer like Alli, and YESTERDAY you filmed a video with her for Tommy's channel, found out you two lived in the same city and suddenly you just- you managed to stumble upon her at 6 am asleep on a sidewalk." Florence questioned, very very confused.
"Yes." "Yes." Wilbur and Allister spoke at the same time, confirming the information.
"Not to mention but I just gotta say you're attractive I needed to get that out of the way anyway and she said it'd be a good idea to bring her to me? What am I Alli, your mom?" Florence laughed.
"Funny joke you're much better." Allister giggled with her.
"Are we just gonna gloss over the fact you just met me and you called me hot?"
