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047

dahlias pov:

i learned to like the pain that the cuts have caused.
it's a good hurt.
it's like a punishment.
cause i don't deserve to be happy.

"we should totally get drunk." schlatt said.

i mean it is the last night of being in LA so might as well.

"and high!" ted added.

hm i've never gotten HIGH in a long time, i mean yeah but as much as cigs can get you but not much.
but i used to be high all the time in highschool.

"i've never gotten high in a long time." i admitted.
"i forgot how it feels."

"remember in senior year when we took edibles in class and kept laughing at the letters on the board." schlatt reminded me.

"holy shit i remember that. our teacher was NOT happy about that."

"i know a guy. so, ya want to ?" ted asked.

"sure."

"i'll be the trip-sitter." niki volunteered.

"me too." james raised his hand.

it was really just quackity, karl, sapnap, ted, charlie, schlatt, and i who got high.

"ok." we all agreed, except tommy, tubbo, aimsey, guqqie and ranboo who all decided to watch movies and play mario kart the whole night.

we all took a few weed brownies and it didn't hit at first but then... it did.

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"I DID WHAT?!" sapnap yelled.

"got it on video too!" niki laughed.

i watched as sapnap kiss karl then quackity.
she laughed and put the phone back in her pocket.

"GAY." i shouted and pointed to them.

"WE KNOW THAT!" they laughed.

"oh and dahlia you were rapping quadeca."

"hold up i'm beamin." i whispered to myself.

"AND SCHLATT YOU KEPT TALKING ABOUT 1999 AND 9/11 THEN WENT ON A 30 MINUTE LONG TANGENT ABOUT THE POLITICAL DEMISE OF AMERICA."

schlagg shrugged.

"AND YOU TED, YOU STARTED FORTNITE DANCING!"
she pointed.
"CHARLIE YOU KEPTING SAYING "i am the great cornholio.""
she laughed.
"and karl you were crying. and quackity you kept yelling spanish."

after we laughed and reminisced we packed so we could leave in an hour.

nikis pov:

*flashback to the last night*

"can i play a song for you?" dahlia asked, staring at me softly.

"uhm, sure!" dahlia took my hand and led us to our room.

they grabbed their guitar and pick.

they sat in front of me on the bed and they strummed a part of a song that sounded familiar.

"oh h-niki tell me something nice." they sang, switching out the name 'hannah' for niki.
"like flowers and blue skies."

i watched as their fingers although sloppy, hit the chords correctly.

"i want to kiss you till i lose my breath." they mumble sang through the chorus.
"i don't want to be your friend, i want to be your bitch." they strummed a little harder.