Gun x Reader: I'm normal

16. HAHAHAHAHA

"SUCK MY LEFT NUT, YOU FAT CUNTS!" I laughed as I was in first place in the car race game.

I crossed the finish line and laughed.

"Good game guys, good game." I set my controller down and stood up.

"Is anyone hungry? It's dinner time." Crystal took out her phone.

"I want sushi." Gun put his controller aside.

"I want ramen!" Goo countered.

"How about pho?" DG asked.

"YN? It's your house. Any ideas?"

I hate fish.

I can't do it.

"I like pho." I nodded.

"You're just saying that because he's famous!" Goo protested.

"Why don't we all just buy our own food?" DG asked and everyone agreed.

I took my phone out then remembered my mom had frozen soup wontons in the freezer.

"I'm not gonna order anything. I have wontons." I nodded.

"I can get you something else." Crystal smiled.

"It's okay. I'm still pretty full." I said with a thank you.

We all got our food and ate.

"Fuck off." Gun trapped Goo's chopstick with his as Goo tried to steal a sushi roll.

I giggled and bit into the wonton.

We played more games after dinner and eventually I fell asleep.

Shit...

I sat up groggily and looked around.

I was in bed.

There was a bottle of water on my nightstand and I looked at the time.

10:06 am

Shit!

I jumped up and hurried down the stairs.

No one was there and last nights mess was also gone.

I brushed my teeth and hair before eating some yogurt and fruit for breakfast.

I have so much homework.

I sat down and it took me about five hours to get through it all.

"Ah, finally!" I cheered and stood up.

I felt something in my pocket and checked.

ANOTHER 5,000 DOLLARS!?

What the fuck am I supposed to do with all this money?

I looked into the living room and saw Gun left all the stuff he bought in there.

Did he leave all the bags for me to throw away?

I checked but nope.

He left everything in there.

I pulled my phone out and asked Crystal for his number.

After a bit of chitchat, she sent it to me.

Hey Gun, it's YN LN! Sorry to bother you but you forgot your stuff at my house! If you want to pick it up, I'll be here for the rest of the day. Oh. And you also accidentally left money in my pocket!

Keep it

What?

Keep it, I don't need it.

Gun, I can't keep all this!

Well I'm not going to come back for it. Sell it, use it, I don't care

I took a second to answer.

Thank you Gun. I owe you!

Sure

I looked at the stuff and sighed. How am I going to explain this to my parents?