Thief With A Bike ~ Krii7y

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Sorry bout the wait, i'm a lazy motherfucker so I didn't do anything for so long but go to sleep. Yeah and I almost died of sickness so that was fun.

I also didn't bother to edit this too much sooooooooo-....

"Yeah but Matts different." Grizzy huffed, ruffling Puffers hair lightly as he played Mario Cart with Smii7y.

"You're distracting me!" Puffer yelped, getting passed by Smit. "And he isn't!"

John rolled his eyes, shifting slightly, much to Smit's complaint.

"Yeah, but it's more for comfort. You know Matt."

"Call him right now."

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

John got up abruptly, catching Smit's attention, of course, after he crossed the finish line on the last round.

"FUCK!" Puffer yelled, almost smacking Grizzy in the face.

"Hey! Watch your hands, Puffer!" Grizzy grabbed Puffers hand, slowly lowering it back down. John was already tired enough this morning, he didn't really want to put up with their shenanigans.

"Puffer, you're so fucking bad at this game." Smit giggled, looking over to John who rested his elbows on the island in the kitchen, on his phone, instead of with the others.

"YOU NEVER WIN SMIT!" Puffer snapped, crossing his arms.

"Not true, I just won then, and all the races too, loser." Smit huffed, tilting his nose up.

"So sassy." John chuckled, which got Smit's attention quite quickly.

"Yeah, and?" Smit responded, looking over to John, a smile on his face despite his sassy posture.

"How about you guys play Mario party instead." John yawned, continuing to scroll on his phone.

"Oh god, John do you want me to die?" Grizzy huffed, laughing after.

"Call Matt, dumbass!" Puffer turned swiftly to look at Grizzy.

"Okay, okay, my fault!" Grizzy held his hands up in surrender, pulling out his phone.

"John, you should play with us." Smit's gaze softened a bit. "That or I'm sure you could find something interesting to do, I brought lots with me. Usually I'm here all winter." He sighed.

"I could start a report?" John asked tentatively, although still very quietly. Grizzy and Puffer seemed too worried about each other to even hear him.

"No point until we're back in Chicago." Smit mumbled, just enough for John to hear. Somehow he knew instantly what John meant.

"-ELLY!" Was all John heard when Grizzy put the call on speakerphone.

"Wassup Matt." Grizzy answered cooly.

"YOU HAVE TO SHARE YOUR CUDDLES, MATT!" Puffer grabbed the phone from Grizzy.

"NO! You can't have my Nelly cuddles!... Wait, Puffer?" Puffer cringed for a second, before responding.

"Yeah, it's Puffer."

"You shitbag, what are you doing with Grizzy?" Matts tone changed drastically, dropping from fun and teasing, to tense and angry.

"It's okay, Matt-" Puffer was cut off by Eli stumbling.

"I'll call Smii7y! I'm sure he'll be real happy with you hanging around Grizzy!" Eli yelped from the background.