POV: Phillip ?????
Warnings: cursing
I haven't seen Travis for a while. He left around lunch time for the bathroom and he still hasn't left. Last time he was alone in a fucking school bathroom he.. nevermind. I make my way to the bathrooms. They smell like must and dirt. The janitor doesn't do shit in this place.
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I walk to the bathroom doors and slowly open them. "Travis? You good in here, dude?" I hear a slightly sniffling sound from one of the stalls. I walk over to the stall and ever so slightly peer under it to see the shoes. I see Travis's ugly ass green shoes.
"I know you're in there, dude." - P
"What do you want, Phil?" - T
"Why are you crying, Trav?" - P
"I'm not crying!" - T
"It's pretty obvious you are. We're friends, dude. you can talk to me, I won't judge." - P
"I'd rather die" - T
"You'd rather than anyway" - P
"Oh my gosh, fuck off Phillip" - T
"Nope. Why are you crying?" - P
"I'm not crying." - T
"Cap" - P
"What the fuck does that even mean" - T
"Open the door, or I'll throw rocks in your windows, you stupid wh-" - P
"Fine" - T
Travis unlocks the stall door and pushes it open. "Now what do you want" - T
"I'm worried about you, man. You're not as skibidi as you used to be." - P
"What the hell are you even talking about." - T
"Come on, man. why were you crying?" - P
"Because your breath wafted into my face at lunch and it sent me to tears" - T
"That's not very skibidi" - P
"Okay" - T
"okay" - P
I was in a silly goofy mood halfway through writing this. I also had no more ideas.
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