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sugarcrash!

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗/ 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:
[drugs, sleep paralysis, medication, there is a line about not being real that could trigger derealisation]

𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌:
sugarcrash! - elyotto
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♩✧･ﾟ♬✧･ﾟ♪: *✧♩･ﾟ:*

sapnap blinked his eyes open, glaring tiredly at the giggling boy across the dorm.

"are you high?" sapnap spat, unimpressed.

punz' gaze flicked up to the brunette, eyes shot wide in shock.

"w-what? no," he spluttered, "i'm just like super hyper," he excused with a cheshire grin.

"punz," the ravenette replied, expressionless, "i can see the coke on the table."

the blond turned to the powder with frantic eyes, looking bad sheepishly, "that's just uh..." he trailed off, eyes squinted in thought, "it's sugar."

sapnap couldn't help but laugh at his best friend, "you're so stupid," he jeered light-heartedly.

punz rolled his eyes, "i'm allowed to be stupid," he replied with a proud smile, "my whole life is laid out, why not fuck around?"

"we get it," sapnap smirked, sitting up in his bed, "you're gonna live on daddy's money."

"too right i am," the blond agreed shamelessly, "indulging in luxury baby," he flexed, kissing his biceps like a proper chad.

"show off," sapnap scoffed light-heartedly, "unlike you, some of us have got no fuckin' cash."

the blond just shrugged, speaking absentmindedly, "i would totally be your sugar daddy if you asked nicely."

either punz started snorting the shit a while ago or he's on something else too, "maybe you should take a bath," sapnap suggested with a laugh.

"this shit's so good," punz spoke, ignoring the ravenette's suggestion, "i feel like i'm drowning in neon."

"neon, like the colour?" sapnap asked, interested in the trip.

"no like lights," he tried to explain, "neon lights."

the younger boy nodded slowly, just going along with it, "interesting."

"have you ever thought," punz started, sitting up seriously and looking over at his friend, "that we are all just like pixels in a big machine that we've fallen victim to and someone else controls us?"

"fucking hell," sapnap muttered, rubbing away the sleep from his eyes, "i can't do this shit sober, pass me the bong."

not before long, both boys were laying on their retrospective beds, having intoxicated conversations about anything and everything.

"i've got some random hyper pop song stuck in my head," sapnap whined, blinking up at their ceiling.

"hyper pop is so shit," punz insulted with a grimace, "all other music genres could just disappear and i still wouldn't listen to hyper pop."