goddAMN betchya never thought youd see another chapter!!! well, ily so here you go lol ((((i hate this part so much)))) also semi important note at the bottom :) ((((((((also if "fuck" is in caps in this part then sorry but my phone auto corrects it to caps now and if that doesn't describe me then)))))))
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josh••
"Joshua! There's somebody at the door for you!"
Fuck. I glance around my room, vaguely taking in how untidy it is, and my gaze falls on the mirror directly opposite me. I sigh, and try to run a hand through my messy red hair, but it doesn't do anything. I look down at my clothes- pyjamas. "Shit!" I groan to myself. Despite my phone saying that it's twelve past one, I'm still wearing my pyjamas: black jogging bottoms with a grey tank top.
I'm about to change when there's a quiet knock at the door. "Come in!" I shout, but it comes out as a sleepy croak from not speaking yet. The handle turns and Tyler meekly shuffles into my room, looking down and wringing his hands. I clear my throat before saying "good morning" but it doesn't help my hoarse voice. Tyler's eyes flicker upwards, and he looks at me. God. I must look like a slob, sprawled across my bed with the duvet tangled in my ankles, Xbox controller on my chest.
With a bite of his lip, Tyler's cheeks turn bright red and he looks down. I raise an eyebrow but don't say anything. "I um, I brought your books." He mumbles, raising his head slightly but not making eye contact. "My books?" I question, confused. What books? But then he tips the contents of the plastic bag I didn't notice he had onto my bed, and I let out a laugh. "How stupid am I?"
"You're not stupid. Just forgetful." Tyler whispers, so quiet I think I imagined it. I flash a grin at him and he gives me a weak one back. "So um," he says, waving a hand at the books on my bed, "should we get studying?"
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Ping.
I look up from my book to the phone on the bedside table next to us. Tyler looks up, catches my eye and smiles. I decide to ignore it, and then go back to reading. It's some shit about cells and nuclei. (Nucleuses? Nucleuss?) And I'm not really paying attention, because I know that if I contribute it will mess everything up and then we'll both get bad grades. And I'm failing biology, so that can't happen.
Ping.
Ping.
Ping ping ping.
Ping.
Tyler looks up, an amused expression on his face. "You'd better answer that. Sounds like somebody's dying." I grin and grab my phone.
pepewentz hey boiii u wanna throw eggs at franks house again.
pepewentz say yes i already bought the eggs
pepewentz joshhhhhh
pepewentz whateva ill throw eggs by myself
pepewentz do i need u?
pepewentz no.
pepewentz josh stop fucking airing me
spookyjim sigh. id luv 2 b but im having a study sesh
pepewentz did u just say "b" & "sesh" ok brb kms
spookyjim ):
pepewentz anyways we all know what studying means winkwonk ;)(;
spookyjim pls no
pepewentz is she hot? send me a photo ;D
spookyjim i mean if u want a pic of tyler joseph then
pepewemz what the fuk WHY
spookyjim biology
pepewentz ooh getting 2 kno each other's human anatomy winkwonk;)(;
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"Josh?" Tyler asks. I look up from my phone screen to find him motioning down to the paper. I chuck my phone onto the bed next to me. "Right! Yeah! Where were we? Cells, damn I have a lot of those. Basically an expert." Tyler bites his lip, stiffling a smile. "That sounded funnier in my head."
sprry for this shit lol ok. New fic go read it its a starbucks au thing cool bye love u
