Chapter 6: Hot Sauce

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Your alarm was buzzing. You reached your hand over for the snooze button but hit something. You opened your eyes to see (B/F) sitting there. You jump a little.

"About time you got up sleeping beauty." She/He said with a smile. "Really? How many times are you going to do this?" You asked sitting up. "As many times as I feel." They said getting up.

You got up and and headed towards the bathroom and started to fix your hair. "Hey, (B/F). You want toast?" (B/F) yelled to you. "No, I'm fine right now." You yelled back. You went into the kitchen where (B/F) was. "To bad, here you go." They said handing you a plate and smiling. You sat down and ate it although you weren't that hungry.

"So," (B/F) said sitting down at the table with their plate. "What did you guys do?" (B/F) asked taking a bite of their toast. You stared at them. "It went great and stuff. I mean, we didn't do anything besides look at the museum stuff." You said taking a bite of your toast. "Mhm." (B/F) mumbled sliding their phone to you. It had a photo of you and Mark at the museum. You were on his back laughing at something he said. He seemed to be smiling up at you which you never noticed. It was kind of cute.

"You were spying on me!" You yelled looking at the photo. "I know some people." They smirked. "Hey, I have to keep you safe somehow." They finished. You tossed the phone back to him. "Look, he offered, I didn't want to make him feel bad and he said he wouldn't take no for an answer. Its not like I had a choice there." You said taking your plate to the sink. (B/F) stood up and brought their plate to the sink to. "Anyways, I have yo get to work." (B/F) said looking at their watch. "Oh, remember to ask your boss if I can maybe get a job there so you don't have to keep paying my things to." You said as they left.

You sat on the couch and opened your book. It was a great book after all. It reminded you of your life. You read for an hour until you heard Mark and another guy laughing. "Mark, that was way to much!" You heard the guy yell. "Shut up Wade! I know what's best for m- AHHHHHHH" He began to yell. You could hear the other guy, who you assumed was Wade, start to laugh really loudly. You put your book down and smiled. "Wade, hand me the milk!" You heard Mark yell. It sounded like his tongue was swollen. "Um, Mark. I think you're out." Wade yelled back to him. You could hear him cuss under his breath. You heard his feet pattering on the hardwood floor.

"(F/N)! Oh god, (F/N) please open up!" He yelled beating on your door. His tongue still sounded like it was swollen. You put your book down on the table and walked to the door and opened it. Mark came running in and straight to your fridge. He grabbed for the milk carton and drank right from it. "Something wrong?" You laughed shutting the door. "Hot sauce. Its not a fun thing." He said whippinpg his mouth. You heard a knock on the door. You opened it again. It was a tall man. "Hi, is Mark here?" He said giggling. You pointed to the kitchen. He walked in laughing hard. "I told you it was to much!" He yelled patting Marks back.

You shut the door and walked to your cabinet, grabbing a cup for Mark. You took the carton from him and poured it into the cup handing the cup back to him. He drank it all fast. Wade was still laughing. You couldn't help but to smile. You walked to your bathroom and grabbed a washcloth. You headed back to the kitchen. You began to rub Marks face with the washcloth to get the milk off. "I'm not a baby." He said with a chuckle. You laughed and continued to wipe his mouth.

Once it was all off, you threw the dirty rag into the hamper in the laundry room. Wade and Mark were talking in the kitchen about what happened. You could barley understand them from their laughter. "What was the point of that exactly?" You asked hopping onto the counter. "It was a challenge for YouTube." Wade answered for him. "As you can see, it didn't go as planned." Mark said beginning to laugh. You smiled. "Shit Wade, the camera. Its still on. Well, (F/N) we have taken enough of your time. We need to edit and finish the video anyways." He said walking to the door. "Oh, and I owe you a carton of milk." He smiled at you. Him and Wade left and you could still hear them laughing. You smiled and sat back down on your couch. It was only eight in the morning. "I guess I could go walk around town later." You said to yourself. You picked your book up and began to read it hearing Mark and Wade talk.

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