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"DING DING DING DING DIIIIIING"
Pelo sat bolt upright in his bed. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the half-finished paintings and nearly-done-but-just-needs-something-more pencil drawings spread across the room.
It was his phone ringing that had awoken him. He dragged a hand through his bedraggled hair, attempting to get it to fix itself (which it didn't. Stubborn hair.) Peering at his lock screen, he saw not one, not two, but eight missed calls and twenty text messages within the span of thirty minutes. All from Orion.
Whoops. Did he miss something important?
Pelo texted him:
pelo
what happened
orion
OH GOOD YOURE AWAKE
WE HAVE A PRANK GROUP MEETING THINGY TODAY
10 AM
pelo
on a saturday???
wait what time is it
shit
orion
YEAH ITS OK WERE STILL HERE
pelo
yeah but i missed like twenty minutes of it
so it's not worth it to go now
orion
Come on, it's fine
I'll personally pick you up and taks you there
*take
pelo
ok fine
where is it?
orion
Lakeside park
pelo
oh that's like right next to my house
i'm coming
Pelo hurriedly dressed, then threw flip-flops on. It was mid-October, so it was still warm without being particularly hot. Perfect for a meeting at the park, he supposed.
