-third person-
Hamish presses lightly on the arcade game's buttons, clearly bored not making any progress.
He hums a childish tune to himself, a boy with black hair and tan skin places his hand on Michael's shoulder.
Hamish turns around and rolls his eyes at the boy, "Hello Casper."
Casper smiles back at Hamish timidly. "Hey Ham."
"Don't call me Ham, my name is Hamish." He purses his lips and narrows his eyes.
"But, I thought we were friends." The tan boy smirks.
Hamish only replies with an eye roll and returns to playing his arcade game, FranBow.
"Are you really playing this game again?" Calum raises an eyebrow.
Hamish grunts and nods, "Well you can clearly see I am."
"Oh," Casper giggles, "I know."
Hamish quickly saves the little progress he made in the game under his account name at the arcade centre.
'greenegg7ham'
Casper laughs at the childish name before continuing, "Now about that blonde boy-"
"Casper, shut the fuck up before I punch you in the balls. I told you, I'm not going to talk to a guy who looks like he's been vomited on by rainbow skittles and satan and he's not going to talk to me because just," Hamish pauses, "I'm me, for gods sake!" He finishes by slamming his fists on the tall, colourful box he was originally playing his game on before storming out of the room.-Hamish's P.O.V-
That boy sometimes I fucking swear. The stupid blonde boy. Is that all he cares about?
I absentmindedly scoff as I push open the arcade centers tinted glass doors open. Casper needs to learn to shut the fuck up and back the fuck up.
"Hamish wait!" Casper runs after me, but I keep a straight face. "Bro, just chill. I was joking about it, I know you don't like him."
I turn to him, still fuming he brought that.. Thing...up. "You know what? Good for you." I clap sarcastically before continuing and walking faster away.
Casper keeps up with me and I mentally groan. "Can I come home with you?"
"No." I reply.
"Why not?" He pouts.
"Because I don't want to talk to you right now."
"Well, let's not then. Let's play fifa." He breaks out into a childish smile and I roll my eyes before giving in.Pastel is coming soon I promise :D
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Pastel //
फैनफिक्शन"You look like someone has vomited crayola crayons and bats on you." "Excuse me bitch, I'm pastel goth"