chapter 8

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"YOU'RE IN A FUCKING BAND?!?" I yell. "Yeah." I slam the wheel of the car. "AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME?!" F/n's wheezing. "Yeah, it's called Lovejoy. It has my friends Ash, Joe, and Mark." I sink. "I'm also the singer as long as one of the guitarists."

"I have a wonderful singing voice! You could've invited me as the lead singer!"

"Y/n, the lights green." F/n points out.

"Oh shit----" I turn before anyone honks at me. Few minutes later, we get to the house. I unlock the door, "Welcome to my humble abode."

F/n walks over to the couch and passes out. "Well, one of us is in the afterlife." I say, Will chuckles. "So, where can I put my stuff?" I motion to Will to follow me. I open the door to the guest bedroom. "This room." He walks in a puts his stuff on the floor. "Nicely decorated." He says. "Thanks!" I walk out of the room to the kitchen. "We should probably get some lunch, you agree Will?" I ask. "I'm starving." He calls. I wake up F/n. "Hey, you can go sleep in my bed for a bit." F/n gets up, and walk over to my room. I close the door. "And we can be very loud, like screaming loud because F/n sleep heavy."

"What should we get?" Will asks. "Maybe f/f?" (f/f = favorite food). "Yeah sure!" He says.

(time skip)

"Good choice on food Y/n." Will says. I smile. My phone dings.

hellooooooooooooooo

"Will do you know who this is?" I show him the phone number. "Oh yeah, that's my friend Tommy." He says, "Oh. Should I text him back?" Will laughs. "Of course, also he'll get angry if you don't. That's Tommy for you."

hello?

whats popping

not much

eating lunch with wilbur foot

WILBUR FOOT?!

WHO IS THIS PERSON?!

the guy thats staying at my house for a week :D

wtf

he never does that with me

WAHHHHHHHHHH

L

whats your name if you dont mind me asking

man was being polite for once

y/n

oh nice name

and your tomthy george hamilton the third

WHAT THE FUCK

im leaving to eat my food thank you for the show goodbye

NO STAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

WAHHHHHHHHHH

"Alright, took care of Tommy, we're good." I say with a smile. Wilbur grabs my hand on the table and holds it.

Oh.

OH.

OH SHIT.


your welcome

if you eat and drink and do what youre suppossed to do, wilbur will kiss you and ask to be his lover

word count 448

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