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[💀] - Find My

Hi!

I've been saving this chapter, because I believe I wanted to rewrite it. I mean it's already done so, might as well release it?

It's kind of fluff... not sure...

I'll write something else today.

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She barged into your room with intent to flip it all upside down.

"Yo! Where the heck is my phone?" Calli tossed pillows aside off of your bed.

Mori Calliope, your roommate for more than half a year, was probably the best thing you could've wished for.

"Wait, hey! You're gonna put that back right?" You pushed away from your desk and got up from your chair, picking up the ragged pillows off of the carpet.

Even though she seemed like a handful sometimes, you enjoyed her company.

"Yeah, yeah... Just let me find my phone." She mumbled.

You wished that she could've been maybe a little bit more than just a roommate.

"How long were you at this?" You asked.

But you put it off, as you thought it would've been a long shot.

"You see. I've been looking for my phone for the past few hours, aaand I think I'd like it back."

"Few hours? Jesus. Just use the "Find My" app or whatever to ring your phone, or I could just call it."

"It's dead, Y/N..." She sighed.

"Well shit." You chuckled.

"Not funny. Screw it, I'm gonna go chug a bottle." Calli turned to walk out the door.

"Hold on, I'll help you find it!" You exclaimed, grabbing her arm, hoping that you didn't have to sweep up the mess of an irritated, drunk reaper.

"Oh, really? That's sweet of you, Y/N!" Her tone quickly went from cutesy to dead serious and monotonous in an instant. "I'm ready to spend another five hours looking for a brick with a screen."

"Okay, well. Better idea. How about we get Bubba to find it?" You pointed a finger at her.

"Smaaart..." She pointed a finger back at you.

Your ingenious plan was now put into action. Except for one thing, which happened to be a battle in persuading Amelia to lend Bubba.

"Why, though... Can't you just use the "Find My" app or whatever to ring your phone?" Amelia held the door ajar.

"Said that." You and Calli replied in unison.

"What about calling it?" Amelia suggested.

"Said that too." You replied again with Calli.

"But Bubba is asleep..." She sighed.

"I got a coupon." You waved a piece of paper with a scribbled line that read '1 free favor' along with a drawing of Amelia with a thumbs up, seemingly constructed by a kindergartner.

Amelia squinted and snatched the paper out of your hand.

"Damn it, where the hell did you even get this?" She crumpled the paper and tossed it inside. "Look, as much as I would love to help you guys, I think Bubba would prefer his sleep."

Which was until you heard the claws of a dog rushing against tiling made her stop talking, the terrier appearing in between her legs with a crumpled up piece of paper in its' mouth.