You can always come to me.

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Ayyy my first fic about EEE (If you guys don't know what EEE is just look up WebzForevz or Extraordinary Excellent Entities it is a really good show in my opinion please...also this is a PLATONIC ship. Nail I'm pretty sure is the YOUNGEST contestant out of all of them, so please know this is PLATONIC and NOT ROMANTIC!!! Anyways enjoy the fic! <3)

3rd POV

It has been weeks of this madness. Originally Latte adores his personal time, using it for times like writing fanfiction or reading it. Recently though, this one boy named Nail has been invading that precious time for him. It was getting on his nerves. 

Not only were his boundaries being broken multiple times, but he was always asked at the most fifty questions every time they were seen together. This irritated Latte a lot more. He was not up to answering fifty useless questions.

Yet this boy did just that. This all began when someone knocked on his door. He expected it to be Gumball Machine needing to rant about Poison or Moonstone asking for advice on her crush on Diary. However this visitor seemed new. 

"Come in." Latte said. He hears the iconic creaking of his door and light footsteps walking towards him.

"Uhm...Latte?" Asked the person. This person sounded different from the two usual visitors and made him wonder who this person was. When he turned around he was surprised on who was visiting him.

"Nail?" he asked. The boy in front of him nods before pulling up a piece of paper.

"Do you mind helping me with my math homework? Smartie said he wouldn't help me with it because he was busy..." He said. Latte was even more surprised. Why was Nail going to him? Out of everyone, he thought he was the worst person to go to when it comes to homework help. Nonetheless, he agreed to help him.

"Come here then." Latte nudges his head to the side, signaling to Nail to come over to his desk. He hesitantly walks over as Latte helps him with his addition homework from Smartie. 

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It was currently a Wednesday. Latte was working on his bed with papers and papers of plot ideas that he hasn't gotten to yet. He was thinking of doing the plot with the grahamlins and the monks and how they first met. He wanted to search through the rest of his papers until he heard another knock.

"Gumball machine? Is that you?" He asked. But he heard a different voice that wasn't GM's.

"Uhh...no...It's Nail..." The voice responded.

'Again?' Latte thought. He sighed softly before telling him to come in. The door creaks open and low and behold was the same short nail at the front of his doorstep.

"What do you need, Nail?" Latte asked, the enthusiasm low enough for any ordinary person to notice. Nail, however, didn't quite catch that social cue and decided to waltz towards his bed with another piece of paper in hand. Instead of it being big numbers and addition signs, it was little words built into questions along with big boxes below them. There were at least two big boxes per question. 

"...what is this?" Latte asked. 

"History!" Nail exclaimed. Latte sighed. Nail was lucky that he genuinely paid attention in that class with Smartie. He found History as a subject with many story plots to take note for. 

"Okay, let's look at it then..." Latte sighs. Nail thanks him multiple times before looking at the questions with Nail. 

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Ever since those two encounters, Nail has been coming into Latte's house at least 4 times a week. He was getting irritated every visit Nail made to his house. He needs his personal space too. He was relaxing on his bed with his phone in hand. He was reading some fanfiction about this one girl who is having to choose between a girl or a boy to like. He was just getting to a good part until he heard a certain knock. He groans to himself as he looks towards the door

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