Sturniolo oneshots! (no longer being written for)

What the fuck are you doing.

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Platonic, but if you want you can pretend youre dating one of the triplets and you snuck out of the bed to eat, idrc, do what your heart desires.
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I was at the triplets house— more specifically, our home. Even though I lived here there was rules, specifically for me. Like one rule was no running around the house in socks, because I tripped once and almost bashed my head into a wall.

A rule matt made was that I was not to be left alone while in the kitchen making food, just because I microwaved a spoon for 15 seconds and almost made the house explode, matt said that was one of the many reasons, but he said the main reason was "Because you cant cook for shit, and no one wants to be food poisoned."

Another rule specifically for me, the one I dread the most is that im not aloud to go into the kitchen, at night, unattended. Because ill eat everything and as nick said before he made the rule "Eat as much as you want, but please, PLEASE leave some for us."

But despite the rule, I still found myself in the kitchen, at 3:30am. I was sat on the floor by a cupboard and eating a bag of chips while chugging pepsi.

This bag had to have been at least my second or third meal, and ive only been in the kitchen for thirty minutes.

I was clearly not paying attention when I saw all three boys, standing a couple feet away from me.

"What the fuck are you doing." Matt said.

271 words.