A comedygold fanfic aaagushfbej
I've read it all so I need smth to read ‼️‼️🗣🗣
‼️FIRST TIME WRITING! AND I PROJECT ONTO CHARACTERS ALOT, MAKING ME FORGET PERSONALITY SOMETIMES. SO IN SHORT THEY MAY BE OOC :)‼️
..especially cheesy -cheesy irl ...‼️
hiiuzjjsj wow this is cool my first story 🥜🥜 (this is gonna be shit because I get too excited and I jump to plot points without pointless fuckjng filler(read fans blog)) and if you didn't read the desc.............. ooc 🗣🗣‼️‼️
‼️not proofread :77‼️
——— 🧀🎉 Cheesy's POV.
I slowly batted my eyes open to a bright glare shining apon me through the hotel window, rubbing my eyes with a yawn. Blindly leaving my curtains open last night was a lazy decision, now facing with the very bright consequences of doing so. I slip out of bed, and into a pair of jeans. Along with a loosely-fit, oversized hoodie.
I glance at my clock, having woken up far too early than usual mornings. I brush it off and silently step past pickles bed, peering out into the hallway with a groan.
I slump into the elevator until I hear an audible ding come from the machine. The living room seemed anything but lively at the moment. Filled with Trophy,
....
Trophy,
....
Huh.
I guess I woke up earlier than I thought.
Trophy decided to ignore me as he usually does, (with everyone) and continues to sip on a coffee he had made.
Trophy is usually an ass, and I wouldn't want to catch him cranky. So I walk into the kitchen and try not to mess with him much. If I wanted to fuck with him on an early morning, I would have to taste his golden fury. (A/N internal knee slap commence)
Trophy seemed to take not take notice of my choice to ignore him, which I felt a bit relieved over.
He would normally make a snarky comment to piss me off, but I don't get how he doesn't notice I don't get pissed over things like that. I mean, taking it into account, I probably would. But to his weak insults? Hell, he would have to try and put me in a bad mood.
I could tell he was just tired, and wasn't trying to start anything.
I feel bad for the dude though. I mean-
No.
I'm not letting myself get sidetracked.
I just came down.. for..
Now I don't even remember what I came down for..
Fucking great! I guess I'll just go back to sleep.
Before I head to the elevator, Trophy decides to stop me for a 'nice little chat.'
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I wake up, feeling equally groggy as still tired. Guessing I may have set my alarm a bit too early, the clock read 4:30 A.M.-I decided hell with it to beat everyone to the kitchen.
I start up the coffee machine while it begins to whir, contemplating if I should've stayed in bed or not. As I pick up the cup, I hear the elevator ding.-Cheesy steps out, and I quite frankly seem shocked.
As well annoyed with his presence, I silently pray to glub (A/N eee reference guys I'm cool) that he doesn't try to talk to me.
I wouldn't be caught DEAD talking to such a.. socially outcasted nerd.
..Yeah.! Fucking nerd! I should tell him how much of a cheesy little twerp he is. (No pun intended you humoring freaks of nature..)
T: "Hey, fuck you?"
Cheesy looked at me bewildered. I saw a sly little smirky fucking grin creep up on his face, and I knew I was in for his shitty little games.
C: "Oh well I'm flattered.. can't turn down that offer now can I, hah! Although seriously dudes'! What's with the 'scratchy' mood today Trophs'?"
He did his little knee slap and I couldn't be more infuriated.
I got a small scratch on my second curve down from tripping into a fucking bush. Not to mention the sexual intention he threw in there.. (A/N trophy rn/j)
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I felt my handles heat up in embarrassment, and I let out a pissed scoff.
I wave him away and with two finger guns he shot at me, that cheesy little bitch was finally gone.
I can't help but feel.. embarrassed though. (A/N TROPHY NO PLEASE ILY he has emotional errrmm baggage guys and erm he erm uhh erm he came from a family where he erm always felt like he had to 'man up' in order to be loved (they did not love his ass 😂) *cutely hc dumps onto you* also I'm projecting touch starvation onto him so yeah :33)
I really.. fucked that up. "Fuck you" where did that even come from? nngghhh I'm so stupidddd..
mmhh, maybe maybe waking up so goddamn early is fucking with my brain..
I.. I can't be this pathetic.
..
I can't.
I let out a shaky breath and head back upstairs as well. ///////// GUYS I FINISHED A CHAPTER FINALLY UMGA!!
Word count (even including like.. all of this 🙀🙀 802 words
