(fang x buster/fangster) bigmouth strikes again

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The past few weeks weren't pretty eventful, the only thing worth noting down would be the job interview Fang attended. It surprisingly went pretty splendid, he actually got a call back even though he didn't expect one.

So now, he would be working at a cinema nearby his house after school. He was indeed pretty excited, only picking up summer jobs in the past, contrasting with the 'real' kind of job he had now.

He frankly didn't know what to expect for his first day, besides just trying to do his best, and present himself best.

He woke up and looked around his room, trying to remember what day it was. Remembering it was indeed the middle of the week he got up, wanting to get ready for school.

He went to the bathroom and grabbed the toothpaste, then put it onto the toothbrush he put into a cup. He brushed his teeth pretty quickly, then realized that if he actually wanted to give something he would need to shower at least.

He turned the water on and cupped his hands, getting water into them then washing his mouth out with it. He dried his hands and face with the towel and hopped into the bathtub, trying not to spend much time in the bathroom.

Once he was done he brushed his now wet hair out, and ledt the room. He felt cold, because it was morning and february was only starting, making the temperatures outside drop below zero.

He figured since he'd be coming back home after school and only then be going to work he wouldn't go out of his way to wear something more humble, so instead he put on his usual fit.

He looked around the living room and kitchen to see whether his parents had already left for work or not, which it seemed that they did. That meant he'd have to prepare both his breakfast and lunch, so he got to work not wanting to waste much time.

He grabbed the bread that laid on the counter and cut a few slices, then looked in the fridge for anything that he could use. He saw a few unused slices of ham, so he grabbed them and put them in both the sandwiches, putting one of them in the lunchbox.

He sat down for a bite to eat, losing his attention span approximately 2 seconds later he went to his room to get his phone.

What lost him was the fact that he didn't check his phone even for a second before, only now he realized how late it was. He didn't question not being awakened by the alarm, but now that he acknowledged it he was pretty angry with himself.

He ran to his room again to get his backpack and then put his shoes on, along with a hat and coat aswell. He knew his mom would be mad after seeing footprints of dirty shoes around the house, but he couldn't leave for school with an empty stomach and he left the food on the table.

He finally walked out the door and quickly locked it, quickening up his pace to get to the bus stop as soon as he could. He frowned a little, realizing that he would miss the only class he had with Buster that day, which would leave him to be bored during the other classes.

According to his calculations🤓🤓he should have been able to get to school during about the third class, which wouldn't be so bad. It seemed that even though he'd lived an unfortunate morning luck was with him now, since the bus came pretty quick.

He chose a seat next to a window and glanced at his phone to pass the time. He had some unread messages from the ginger along with texts from his other friends, whom frankly he didn't care about as much.

It seemed as the guy was pretty anxious about the ones absence, so he fastly answered as not to worry him more. He got a text back seconds later, which had turned into a conversation. His drive there was mostly filled with talking to Buster through whatever messaging app he used, making the time pass quicker and nicer.