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Wilbur POV

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I went to the downstairs bathroom, since no one goes there. I was tired and since it was break time I atleast thought I could take a nap or sit for a while. I washed my hands and grabbed my phone, until I heard a cough. I crept towards the big stall, the door cracked open. I pushed it to see a short person, raven hair, an oversized hoodie, and sweatpants.

"Uhm..are you ok?" I asked nervously, considering whether or not this person is dead, or alive. My eyes looked around to see a bag of green broccoli, or you know..

I stared into his eyes, inches away from his face. "Uhm sir?.."

"Boo." he said. Holy shii, I stumbled backwards. "What the hell are you ok?"

He started laughing, awkwardly.

"No<3" he said. "Do you need some water, or food?" I offered. "SurEee" he said, slurring his words. I gave him the chips I had in my bag. "Can you open it for me please??" "..yeah" I said, opening them, and handing them to him. "Thank you, can I lay on you?" He asked, before even letting me answer, just layed on me. Minutes of silence passed before I fell asleep.

I woke up to the same position I was before. Instead it was dark. What time is it? I shifted my body, looking for my phone in my pocket. 12am?! "Hey, dude wake up. It's 12" I said frantically. "Mhmm I'm tired.." He said, mumbling. I sat up, and so did he.

We walked out the bathroom, walking into an empty dark hallway. We turn our flashlights on that we found in the janitors closet. "Well we're here for the night" I said. "yea I guess so, come on I know a place." the boy said, dragging me.

We went into an empty small room. Well for me since I'm 6ft. "You never told me your name?" I asked. "Well- my names Alex but everyone calls me quackity". He said. "Oh uhm sit down,-" he said. "Where, oh ok-" I said, sitting down. "There isn't enough room here- let me sit between your legs." Alex said, sitting down. I never noticed but the boy had pretty dark brown eyes, and soft freckles. His hair was in his face, As he put it in a small ponytail, letting some hanging out.

Quackity POV

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I put my hair in a ponytail, yawning from being tired even though I just slept for 13 hours. That's what weed does- 
"What's your name?" I asked. "Mh- oh Wilbur, but everyone calls me handsome~" He said smirking. "Your pickup lines are ass, but nice try."

"Why, do you have any Mr. Perfect?" Wilbur asked. "Well since you asked, yes I do" I said smiling. "Clothes are 100% off at my house.'' I said, biting my lip. "DUDE THAT WAS SO FUGGING ASS" Wilbur yelled. "MINES WAS BETTER, MR HANDSOME" I yelled back, laughing. "Yea whatever, wanna go do something? I'm bored." I asked "Sure like??" "You'll just wait and see.." I said, smirking. "I don't like the sound of this...." Wilbur said scared.

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A/N 

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Ik its probably trash..........

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