Part 1: Taking a few breathes from the world

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(A/N: yes the title is a mitski reference)
I take a few breaths and look around my house for a minute. It seems to be around 9:45am. You can tell from the cold yet warmth of the air.

I hear a branch snap and draw out my sword. "Who is that?" I yell. "Sorry, Sorry it's just me," I heard a familiar voice say. The voice comes out of the bushes where it was hidden. It was Wilbur, my brother. Well, not technically. Phil took me in as a kid so Wilbur was always my big brother despite the fact that at some times it seemed he didn't want to be.

I put my sword down once I realized it's just him. "Oh hey dude! What's up?"  "Oh um actually I needed to ask you something really important," he responded. "Oh yeah of course! Come inside dude."

I brought him inside and poured him some coffee. Wilbur sat down and started to speak, "So um... I don't know how to say this but, me and Tommy started something. Don't worry it's nothing bad, we're just selling drugs but we need some help." He took a sip of his coffee as I sat down to process this.
I mean this wouldn't be too bad right? It's just drugs. What's the worst that could happen?

(A/N: a lot. A lot could happen Y/N.)

"I'm in," I responded "Great! One last thing, you're not american right?" When he asked, I didn't know how to respond. "No...?"  "How do I know you're not lying," he asked. "I don't own any guns," I said. "Good enough alright see you there!"

And that was it.

For now at least.
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Word count:328
Thank you to whoever is reading this for reading this. It means a lot and I hope it was good! Also one more thing Y/N is american they just lied to wilbur. Sorry if that wasn't obvious

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