Chapter 9

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Techno POV
it was around 3 in the morning and Tommy and Y/n along with Minx was passed out and Wilbur was still gone. I got up and walked out to the hall pulling out my phone.

8 miss calls
6 texts messages

Sighing I opened the text messages

-hey
-you where just active
-answer me
At 9:20

-come on
-fine night then
-😠
At 11:42

Sorry-
Sent just now

God they freak out for when I don't text them. I doubt there awake... Getting up I put my phone away.

"Town isn't far from campus so I could walk" I said to myself and started walking. I will admit I was tired but didn't feel like sleeping.

It took about maybe 30 minutes to get to the main part of town and it was definitely active at night. The lights where bright and there where people around that looked like they where going out to party...then again it is a Friday. I went into this nice Cafe kinda reminded me of the one back home. I sat down and a waiter approach right away.

"Hello so here's your menu and let's start you off with a drink what would you like?" She asked I simply replied with water and she wrote it down and walked away. I looked at the menu reading it... nothing sounded tha good but I just went simple and was going to get a burger-

"Been a bit" a voice said, I shot my head up and looked at the man infront of me...

"Dream?"

"Haha what happend to green teletubby"

"Fine hello Green teletubby"

"I should of keep my mouth shut... anywho it's been awhile what are you doing here?"

"I'm visiting y/n in college"

"Oh how nice"

"What about you?"

"Me and George are here to visit some old friends"

"Old friends?"

"Sapnap is here along with a few other people but their at a bar"

"Why aren't you?"

"I saw you and wanted to bother you"

"Ah so you haven't changed" I said as we both let out a chuckle. Soon enough I ordered my food and he also joined and insisted on pay and hey I'm not complaining it's free food.

And then my phone ding.... I got a message

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