Chapter 4: R.I.P. TimTim

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-the next moring-
-Your POV-

I woke up to my alarm clock. I groaned. I had to go to work. WORK. I love going to work and all, but I am NOT a morning person. AT ALL.
I dragged myself out of bed and changed into some comfy grey jeggings (CUZ JEGGINGS MAKING THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE), black tennis shoes, a F/C T-Shirt, and a black jacket. Yeah, I wear a lot of black. No, I'm not emo or some shit. I just like black. Is that a problem?
I went into the kitchen, grabbed some microwavable pancakes out of the freezer, put them onto the plate, and into the microwave. I cooked them for the proper amount of time, took them out, legit just shoved them in my mouth, and went into the bathroom. I brushed my psychotic, uncooperative hair and brushed my teeth, having already put on deodorant. The last thing I need is to smell like shit.
I quickly headed out my apartment door and ran right into a certain ginger. We both toppled, me falling on top of him.
"Oh, hi. Didn't see ya there," Max said. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, ha ha. Funny."
"Hey, you ran into ME, ma'am."
"Shush..."
I realized something. Oh, hey, wait a minute. I'm kinda on top of derpy editor ginger boy over there. I felt my face heat up, and I tried to get up. He just pulled me closer to him.
(YEAH, I'M COPYING APHMAU'S FALL FESTIVAL VIDEO. YEAH, I HAVE THE ORIGINALITY OF A HAM SANDWICH. SORRY, NOT SORRY. SUE ME)
That's when Tim and Ross finally decided to appear. Max and I got up almost immediately.
"Tim, Max is cheating on us," Ross said.
"I noticed," replied Tim.
"Wait, what?" Max questioned.
"I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME, MAX!" Ross exclaimed. I giggled. I forgot how derpy my cousin could be. But then Max did something unexpected...
He pinned Ross against the wall, standing VERY close to him.
"Who said I don't love you, Ross?" Max said quietly. I could see the humor in his eyes, though the rest of his face have nothing away. As far as Ross probably knew, he was being completely serious. Tim took his phone out of his pocket and took a few pictures. I giggled.
"Uh, M-Max, you're a lil too close there..."
Max moved a bit closer.
"Something wrong?"
Max acted like he was about to kiss Ross.
"FUCK THAT!" Ross yelled, and ran away. Max chased him down the hall. I had to lean against the wall to keep from falling over, I was laughing so much. Tim was laughing almost as much.
I chuckled.
"Wanna just wait for them at the car?" Tim asked. I rode with the four of them to work every day.
"Yeah"
-time skip-

We were all in the car. Tim was driving, Ross sitting on the passenger side. Max and I were in the back, silent, not looking at eachother. Neither of us seemed quite sure what to say.
"You guys are awfully quiet," Ross pointed out.
"Nawh, duh, Captain Obvious! Now shut the fuck up!" I said.
"Eesh. Someone on their period?" Tim asked.
"Would anyone mind of the driver of this vehicle was strangled to death?" I questioned.
"I'll help you bury him," Max replied.
"Same here," Ross stated.
"Uh, I object. Dying doesn't sound pleasant...," Tim said. We all laughed.

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