solace [masky / hoodie x reader]

ii

It was still early in the day when you woke up. At least, it was early in your standards. It was already afternoon, and as you realized that, you let out a groan of frustration. Unfortunately, you had a hundred percent ruined your sleep schedule. But what else did you expect—you had spent the entire evening binging a show, continuing into the early morning hours. By the time you went to sleep, the sun had risen, marking the time of dawn. As it was summer break, it wouldn't matter too much, but you'd need to fix it before the start of school.

Your hands swatted at the phone on your nightstand, snatching the device eventually to turn the alarm off. Perhaps it was a bad habit, but the first thing you did was open your social media applications, procrastinating your leave from bed. Your phone display showed that you had a few unanswered text messages, all from a group chat consisting of you and your friends. You could see that they were discussing a new game that had just come out, and they'd been waiting for you to join. You smiled; it was sweet that they didn't start without you. However, you'd have to crush their hopes.

ark
Y/N WAKE UP WE NEED TO PLAY

Zohlem
Shes probably sleeping lol
You saw her typing at 3am about some show

lilypop
she always
does that
lol
but
she should be
up anytime
soon

Y/N
stop
typing
like
this

lilypop
fuck

Y/N
start without me, i need to prep for move srry

lilypop
you

ark
:kittysad:

You felt a pang of guilt for not spending time with them after they had waited for you, but it was true. You did plan to start packing your stuff, deciding what to bring and what not to. Still, it was bothering you. Even though they were online friends, they still meant quite a lot to you. After all, they were the closest that you had to real friends, considering how you were left alone after Tim and Brian's disappearance. Before that, you never had any other friends. You never needed other friends. It was supposed to be the three of you, a close-knit trio of friends. It was supposed to be the three of you leaving for university together. It was supposed to be the three of you, forever and always.

But that wasn't the way things went. And everyone in high school already had a friend group or some sort of clique formed in earlier years, making it awkward to befriend new people. Not that you particularly wanted to, either. At the time, you didn't particularly want to do anything.

Sighing, you put your phone down and got out of bed. Undressing, you took off the clothes you slept in, grabbed a simple outfit for the day—not like you were going anywhere fancy—and headed downstairs.

"Good morning, Y/N." your mom called out.

You glanced at her sheepishly, shrugging your shoulders and walking to the dining table. You pulled out one of the chairs there, sat down and prepared to explain yourself.

"It's summer break. I'll fix my sleep schedule when school starts again," you mumbled the first thing that came to your mind in hopes that she wouldn't continue the subject. Which she didn't, something you were thankful for. Ever since you had turned eighteen, both your parents had become more relaxed with you, assuming you'd know how to be responsible. Bold assumption, you thought. But it was one that was in your favour.

"Have you decided what you'll be bringing?" Your mother asked as she took the dishes, likely from today's breakfast that you had unfortunately missed, sliding them into the dishwasher's racks.

"Kind of, yeah. I think I'm just gonna be bringing some of my clothes, uh, the PC setup, and... the box." Stumbling over your words, you let your voice trail off at the mention of the box. It wasn't often that you'd bring up anything Tim and Brian related to her. In fact, you didn't think that you had done it for a very long time, likely not since your last therapy session. Your mom was one of the few people genuinely affected by their disappearance at the time. She had known the boys for just as long as you had and likely remembered more of them in their earlier years than you did, seeing how your childhood memories were relatively blurry. Your families had all known each other since virtually the beginning of time. They had all grown up in this small town, went to the same schools together, got married, and had kids here. Your parents hadn't been close with the other's parents, but since the three of you had become such close friends, your parents eventually befriended each other's parents.