005 : reflections

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for the past few days, you've been texting scaramouche alot. getting to know him a bit, he's actually not that bad.
but heres what you picked up from him; he's arrogant, he's selfish and a little bitch. but he's also calm at time, especially late hours of the night.

you guys would have late night calls which resulted in you both falling asleep on call, sometimes even late night text convos where he's telling you the most intresting things about himself.

he once said that scaramouche isn't his given name, and is actually a nickname he made for himself. and his name is ku..kun..

"wait- what is his name?" you mumbled to yourself as you tided up your room.

you and scaramouche were going out tomorrow, so maybe you could ask him then ?

given that it was night, you decided to comfirm with scaramouche that you were indeed going out tommorow, ofcourse as partners for the project nothing more.

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scaramouche😶

[you]
we're goind out tommorow right?

[scaramouche😶]
why are you up right now?
it 2am
and yes we r going tmr

[you]
okay thwn
asd i wad cleanung🤭

[scaramouche😶]
you should sleep
your spelling is all messed up

[you]
yoi care <3

[scaramouche 😶]
no💀
i just don't want you
to be late tmr

[you]
suree
anyways goodnight scara🤭

[scaramouche😶]
gn y/n
dont die in your sleep

[you]
WAUT
I FOEGOT TP ASK
WHEN ASD WHERE
ARE WE MEETING

[scaramouche😶]
uh yk that cafe near our campus
we can meet there
at maybe 1pm?

[you]
oksy yea the cade🙏
goodnight fr this rime 😻

[scaramouche😶]
gn ig

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a/n: sorry for the short chapnext chap will be longer i promise 🤭

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a/n: sorry for the short chap
next chap will be longer
i promise 🤭

reflections - the nbhd

We were too close to the stars
I never knew somebody
like you, somebody
Falling just as hard
I'd rather lose somebody
than use somebody
Maybe it's a blessing
in disguise (I sold my
soul for you)
I see my reflection
in your eyes

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