Who ya gonna call? - Hermitcraft Phasmophobia AU

- Chapter 16 - Time to relax.

After a very, very very long week, everyone was worn out. There had been non-stop planning all week, their brains had barely turned off and sure enough, they were fried. But with the weekend coming up, there is just one thing that would help the relax the most.

"SLEEPOVER TIME, YEAH BABY!" Skizz shouted at he barged through the door into Impulses room holding a pillow in one hand and pointing at him with the other.

Impulse laughed at Skizz's entrance and picked up his bag and pillow. "Yes, it is. Im sure the whole apartment wanted to know that."

"Hey, don't judge a man for getting excited about hanging out with his friends! Tell me the last time we hung out outside of work"

"...we live together."

"You know what I mean, and besides, Grian and Scar don't live here, do they?"

"They don't, great observation" Impulse teased, the two of them walking into the kitchen/dining room/living room where Skizz's bags were.

"Ok smarty pants, tease me all you want. I am gonna have fun! Unlike you" Skizz throws his pillow full force at Impulse, then picking up his bags to leave.

"Haha, don't throw a tantrum right now you big baby, besides, I'm sure there will be time for a pillow fight when we get there. Also I am not carrying your pillow for you" At that, Impulse walked though the front door and down the stairs to the van, letting Skizz fumble with holding his bags and pillow at the same time.

Soon enough, he got it figured out and walked out to the van too, plopping his bags next to Impulse's in the back.

"Finally decided to join me I see"

"Your the one who left me!"

The engine started with a soft growl and the world around the world around them began to move. Slowing down and speeding up with the speed of the van.

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Scar was rushing, soon Grian would be here to pick him up. He couldn't drive so Grian had volunteered to help him get to his house. He answered pretty quick when Scar asked if someone could help him, Grian is so nice. Thats totally the only reason was so eager to help.

He had packed his bags the night before, meaning to wake up at at 9 to complete his morning peacefully. It ended up being that he woke up at 12 and he had 30 minutes until Grian would be here. He quickly showered, barely managing to dry himself before thowing on some clothes and running into the kitchen. A sandwich was made on a plate and eaten. And right on cue, the doorbell went.

A definitely not puffed out Scar opened the door in a hurry, leaning on the doorframe and trying to regain his breath. "Hey Grian, How are you?"

"...I'm good... Do you wanna get going or?..."

"Yep! let me just..." Scar picked up his bags and walked them to Grian's car. Refusing any help Grian was giving. It wasn't his job to carry his bags, it wasn't his job to drive him about even. He would feel worse for making Grian help with something he can do just fine on his own.

Soon enough they were at Grian's place. The van was sat in the driveway with the other two sitting in it waiting for them. Getting out the van once they saw the two getting closer.

Soon, they were all making their way inside and into the living room. To give a proper sleepover feel, they were going to sleep in the room all together.

But they would set up their stuff later. Grian had something to show them, he had given hints to what it was before, but none of the three got it. Though it was a bit weird why he needed to know their clothing sizes.