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NOAMI LEANED ON THE WALL, eyes closing one at a time to regain energy. 10pm wasn't that late for her, given the fact she usually stayed up till sunrise listening to music and reading shitty angst fanfics about my little pony. It was a bad habit, but she blames it on her nonexistent insomnia.
"Hey, you Noami?"
Snapping herself out of her sleeping spell, she came upon a giant. I mean, jesus, he was tall. She hadn't see someone as tall since Ranboo. Americans were clearly off when they said the average was 5'9.
"Yeah, who are you again?"
The brunet chuckled, moving the hair that was blocking his eyes to stare her down before introducing himself.
"Wilbur soot, a pleasure to meet you,"
"You too?" The girl responded, sudden chills running down her back.
"You're late, we were about to start the video," He teased, walking the blackette to the elevator.
"To be fair it is 9 pm,"
"And that changes what?"
"Piss off,"
"I thought you were American,"
"How could you tell," The girl questioned sarcastically.
The sassy retorts continued on for a while, trying to distract themselves from the past one-sided intimidation. He often admired himself in the reflection of the metal of the elevator, making wood for the roast Naomi was creating.
" So what's with you and Tommy?" Wilbur mentions. "He brings you up a bunch,"
"That's not the first time I've heard that, Where's Waldo," Naomi concluded, rosy cheeks telling other stories. "We're just friends. Best friends."
"Oh yeah sure, whatever you say sleep paralysis."
"No but seriously, Tommy's just my friend. It's all platonic, I swear."
"I think your pants are on fire,"
"Awh that's unfortunate," Naomi responded as the elevator doors reopened.
A blast of cold air hit the duo, only one of them reacting.
