LA Devotee

Chapter 3

*sean (jacksepticeye)

"Come on! It's beautiful outside! Mark and Sean is already waiting." Pandora exclaimed as she tried to pull Sydney out of her bed. "Fuck off Panda." Sydney grumbled while shooting her the middle finger. She grabbed her pillow before scrunching it up underneath her head and sliding the comforter back up and over her head.

"Oh hell to the no." Pandora screeched as she jerked the pillow out from under Sydneys head and started hitting her with it. "Get up." She laughed. Sydney let out a groan before shoving Pandora off of her bed and then tackling her to the ground. "Stupid idiot. I don't even know why I'm friends with you." Sydney grumbled once more. "Because you love me." Pandora chirped back. "That's fucking debatable." Sydney said as she got up off of the ground and looked in her closet.

Pandora let out a small laugh as she walked out of Sydneys room, "You've got 10 minutes or I'm coming back up here and I'm bringing a harder pillow." She shouted to her. "You can't rush perfection Pandora!" Sydney yelled out of her room before slamming the door shut.

"What was that noise we heard?" Sean laughed as he looked Pandora who was walking down the stairs. "She shoved me off of the bed." Pandora murmured as she checked her side in the mirror. "Is it bruising?" She asked as she turned around, facing Mark. "No babe. It's not." He laughed as he shook his head.

"How fucking long was that then, Panda?" Sydney smirked as she walked down the stairs. "Too goddamn long." Pandora retorted. "You both are spending way too much time with Mark." Sean laughed as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Well he has been my best friend since forever.." She smiled up at him. "And he is her boyfriend so.." She laughed. "Goals man." Pandora muttered. Mark faked hurt before placing his hand over his heart, "So we're not goals, Pandora Rose?" He asked as he walked toward. "We most definitely are." She piped back, sarcastically.