I walked to Kelsy's home with my backpack full of makeup and other cosmetics. I'm glad I went back home to take a shower, or else we wouldn't have had these essentials, and we would have had to hold until Sunday to go to CozMall.
And that wouldn't be good because I have to stream that new RPG game on Sunday. It's on my schedule, and I'm sure everyone's seen it, so I can't really delay.
I sighed, "Why does she have to live so far?" I was talking about Kelsy. Her house is a good distance away from mine, so me deciding to go walk there was not a good idea. I'll admit to my slow moments.
After a couple minutes of a cursed combination of running, jogging, and walking, I finally made it to Kelsy's house. I knocked on the door, and it didn't take her long to answer.
"What took you so long?! It takes l two hours for you to take a shower?!" She yelled.
"I clean my body very thoroughly, thank you." I sassed. "Also, I've spent half an hour tryna' find all the right colors for the cosplays."
"Really? Half an hour?"
"Shut up!" I groaned, hitting her playfully with my backpack, which she laughed at. "This is exactly why I took your stitching equipment..." I smirked, walking past her.
My walking turned into a light jog as she had processed what I said, "That was you?!" She yelled, chasing after me.
She chased me around the house, but I somehow managed to lose her. I fled upstairs, knowing that I can hide behind Tyler.
When I opened the door to Kelsy's room, I was tackled. It was none other than Kelsy herself, smirking victoriously.
"Ah..."
'Welp, I'm dead.'
And I was, indeed.
"Where is it?!" She yelled, pulling me by the leg into her room. "Tell me where it is!!"
"Never!" I growled.
"Why you little—" Kelsy lunged at me, and we started an entire petty fight.
"Are they always like this?" Lloyd asked as he looked at the childish fight ahead of him.
"Yeah...this happens a lot for a bunch of petty reasons." Tyler answered, as he was making an Akaza wig. Lloyd awed at the speed Tyler was going while making the wing, not missing a single detail in the hair. "It could be about food or anything. We usually have time for it, but since we have you, we don't have time for distractions right now." He stops his amazing craftsmanship, and he looked to see Kelsy and still fighting. He sighed, "I think I said we don't have time for it!" Tyler roared.
Upon hearing the roar, Kelsy and I stopped out petty fight.
"Well, who pissed in your cereal?" Kelsy said, noticing that Tyler's bit agitated.
"Sorry, guys. I just really want us to attend Cozmall this week. Test have been beating us tired lately, and we haven't really hung out like we used to. When you guys agreed to attend with me this weekend, I was so happy.." Light seemed to have formed around Tyler, blinding both me and Kelsy.
"Ugh, my heart is being pierced by light?" I groaned, laying on the ground like I'm actually being tortured.
"I feel like I'm being burned alive!" Kelsy said, doing the same as I.
Kelsy got up first, "Alright, fine! We'll get to it." She tapped me on the shoulder, "Let's go Judy Hoops."
"Alright, Nick Wilde." I played along, walking to my section of the room, dragging my backpack along.
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DATE ME, MY ARTIST: [Male!Yandere!Oc x Male Reader]
General Fiction"Be my makeup artist." "Huh?!" A story in where your popular friend asks you to be their makeup artist. It's a nice gesture that you were reluctant to accept, but when you did, you fell right into his trap.