hate|rinney|TBP

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A/N: i want a frosty from wendy's so bad rn.

320 words

"What the fuck do you want Finney? I was actually paying attention in math for once." Billy grumbles, leaning against the bathroom sink.

Finney rolls his eyes, putting his phone in his pocket. "I want to tell you about something Robin related." He states.

"You couldn't have told me during lunch? That is literally in 1 hour." Billy says, crossing his arms. "No, I couldn't." Finney says, flashing a obvious fake smile.

"Whatever, go on then." Billy says, sitting up on the sink now.

"Well, he literally pulled me into a empty classroom by my backpack, and locked us in. Then he was just standing there, figuring out how to apologize. Guess what. As soon as he goes to say it, the fucking bell rings." Finney says, throwing his hands in the air.

"Wow, you both are miserable." Billy states, unimpressed. "Shut up. I was interested in what he had to say." Finney says.

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Robin mumbles to himself as he walks to the bathroom. He needed a break from his annoying english teacher.

He goes to push open the door, and walks in. He stops behind the wall when he hears familiar voices. He leans against the wall, making sure he isn't visible.

"Billy, I wasn't going to forgive him anyway. He's a fucking annoying dick. He was probably only going to apologize because it was a dare or some shit from his non- existent friends." He hears Finney rant.

Robins palms start to feel clamy, an uneasy feeling bubbling in his gut. He recognizes the feeling, disappointment and anger.

Robin let's out a dry laugh, signaling to the other boys he was there the whole time. Robin catches the shocked expressions on their faces, before he storms out of the bathroom.

He hated Finney Blake all over again.

may have mistakes.

short little chapter for y'all 🫶