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chapter 23: an innocent prank?

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𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐞.

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"Let's prank some people!" Nezuko chimed.

The four of you sat on the floor, giggling to each other about the ways you could screw around with people.

"Y/N, you should prank Muichiro." Kanao suggested. "Like, make him jealous."

"How?" You asked.

Aoi grinned. "I have a good idea."

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As the phone ringer sounded throughout the room, you had to hold your giggles back as the rest of your friends silently cackled on the couch.

"This is Tokito Muichiro-- wait, Y/N?"

"Muichiro..." You whined into the phone, pouting. "I miss you..."

Aoi's eyes widened as Kanao slapped a hand over her mouth, laughs threatening to spill out. You had to mute yourself just to let a few giggles out.

"Huh, Y/N? Are you okay? Where are you?"

You unmuted yourself, feigning a few hiccups. "I'm *hic* lonely! Come home, Muichiro... I want you so bad!" Nezuko was too busy videoing the whole thing, almost having to leave the room due to her giddiness.

"Are you drunk?! Y/N, what the fuck?! Where are you?!"

"I'm *hic* in someone's house?..." You used your best innocent voice, pressing your index finger to your lips. "His sheets are so *hic* comfy!"

"Y/N, whose house?" His voice was more serious now, hints of anger laying beneath the tense tone. "Can you tell me where you are right now?!"

Aoi cleared her throat, using her deepest and manliest voice possible. "Y/N, are you awake? I really enjoyed last night..."

"Shush!" You yelled back. "I'm on the phone with my *hic* boyfriend. He's the best!"

Kanao ducked under the table, her giggles no longer containable. Nezuko, on the other hand, had her head buried in a pillow.

"Last night? Last night?! Y/N, what the hell happened?!"

And that's when you hung up.

A boisterous laughter erupted out of all of you as tears brimmed your eyes. You all were laughing like it was the first joke ever made, your stomach almost beginning to hurt.

Suck on it, kelphead!

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You yawned as you walked back into your room, dumping your school bag onto the floor and humming the tune to one (G)I-DLE's songs, Sculpture, as it played in your ear.