Guitarist and Flowerboy//Quackbur

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Wilbur's POV

"Tommy! What were you doing?!" I yelled obviously embarrassed my little brother caught me with Alex FUCKING Quackity litterally maybe FLIRTING!

"Whatttt? Little ol me? I was just texting boob boyyyyyy... You?"

"Tommy you're a horrible liar."

"Says you and your "secret lake"." He says throwing up quotation signs. "I see why it's secret now." He smirked.

"Shut the fuck up. Were not even dating were just... secret friends. Well... I like him."

"EEEEEEE! YOU HAVE TO ASK HIM OUT MAN!" Tommy said squealing like a little girl.

"No, I'm afraid he'll reject me." I say placing my guitar in the guitar stand that stood in the corner of the van.

"Awww you're such a pussy. Anyways can we go now I'm tired as fuck."

"Yea, come on Toms." I say stepping out the door, Tommy following along. I then locked up the van.

"If you tell a living soul about this then I'll change you into a ghost." Tommy quickly nodded.

We eventually reached my house and went inside. It was nice and cozy. The walls were white with a dark oak wood floor. The house had six main rooms, the biggest room which had the living room on the left and the kitchen on the right. The living room had a big gray L shaped conch and another smaller couch next to it. And there was a round glass table, and finally the tv. The kitchen had an island with three black stools and most of the kitchen was dark themed.

The farthest room on the right is my bedroom.  It's an average sized room with my bed on pushed against the wall and a L'manberg flag hanging on the opposite side of the room.

Next was the bathroom. Don't need farther explaining.

Next was the guest bedroom, it was a little bit smaller then my room but not by too much. It just had a bed with white blanket and two bed side tables.

Next was the laundry room and lastly was Tommy's room. It fit his style a lot and he spent a lot of time working on it. It Obviously had a lot of red things and he even had a shelf full of coke cans! It had led light and a bunch of cool pictures.

"See you tomorrow big W, this guy needs some sleep." Tommy said making his way to his room. While I also went to my own room.

I closed the door and sighed. Maybe I should confess to Quackity.