𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ˚。⋆୨୧ 。˚

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It was a Wednesday afternoon, and Isla was bored

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It was a Wednesday afternoon, and Isla was bored. She decided to text her friends and ask if they wanted to hang out, since she had already finished her homework and had nothing better to do.

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Izzy glizzy 🌭- Isla
St. Nicolas🎅- Nick
Designated driver🚗- Matt
The slow one🐌- Chris
Del taco🌮-Delilah
JAY‼️💯- Jay

Izzy glizzy 🌭
Guys I'm bored!!!
I'm all done with my homework and have nothing to do, can I come to anybody's house??

St. Nicolas🎅
Ughh me too
You can come over to ours if you want

The slow one🐌
Yeah I have nothing going on everyone should come

Del taco 🌮
Yess I'm dying of boredom

JAY‼️💯
Sounds good!

Izzy glizzy 🌭
Alr alr
Can Matt pick us up?

Designated driver🚗
Sure
Jay I'll be there in five, then I'll pick up Isla then Delilah
Liked by Izzy glizzy🌭, JAY‼️💯, and Del taco🌮
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Once everybody got to the triplet's house, they sat down in front of their tv and played video games. After a while they had gotten bored, and decided to wander around Walmart.

"Wait so are we actually getting anything we need here? Or is this just to mess around?" Delilah asked Jay, Isla, and the triplets as she grabbed a cart.

"Nah. We're just bored and have no idea what to do, so we're just going to look around." Chris answered.

Delilah nodded in response.

"Hey what do you think of these?" Chris asked Isla, grinning at her.

The two of them had spilt up from everyone else, and were currently trying on sunglasses. Chris was wearing rainbow clout goggles, and Isla was determined to find better sunglasses.

"Yeah no. THESE are definitely better." Isla huffed, flaunting her pineapple shaped glasses.

"Pfft. No way! Mine are so cool." Chris huffed, crossing his arms at the girl.

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