in which Chilled does things only Chilled would do

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i just realized i never published this whoops xD

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"I have to poop."

"Chilled, we're gonna be at the cabin in ten minutes. Please tell me you can hold it for ten minutes?" Tom looks up from his phone, giving Anthony a stern look.

Steven rolled his eyes at his friends, instead focusing on driving. Though Steven wasn't a horrible driver, he was grateful that the final stretch was basically a straight path because he might've gotten lost otherwise.

He turns the van, smiling to himself as the cabin comes into sight. He had been about to bring it up to the others, but then someone screeches and Steven panics, foot slamming onto the brake.

"Chilled?"

"Chilly Willy?!"

"Dude, what the fuck was that?"

"Is he- oh. Okay then."

Aphex turns around to face the back seats, having to twist his whole body in order to see.

Steven had been about to do the same, but something catches his eye.

It's Chilled, running towards the cabin at speeds Steven didn't even know he was capable of. Nobody says a word, instead they all watch as their tall friend bolts straight into the cabin, and probably to the bathroom, too.

"Well... That was something," Galm laughs.

"I guess he really did have to shit. Can't blame him, I suppose." Tom sounds rather calm about all of this, despite Anthony's death-bringing, dying goose noise from earlier.

"I think I'm done driving," Steven whispers, a bit shaken. Aphex just laughs and pats his back.

"It's only a few feet further. You can do it, alright?"

"Okay then," Steven mumbles.

Another three minutes later and they're at the cabin, everyone gathering their things to take them inside. Steven grabs his bags, and follows everyone to the front door, where they all stood in a group at the front door.

"Who gets what room? Like, are we sharing rooms, or...?" Aphex raised an eyebrow, giving his friends all questioning looks. "How are we doing this?"

"There's only three bedrooms," Tom laughs. "And I'm getting the master bedroom, because it's technically my cabin. So four of you have to fight for the bedrooms, probably share them, and at least one of you is taking the couch."

Tom then pushed past all of them, and opened the door. "Bigger Anthony is still in the bathroom. You guys can make him take the couch- now go!"

Immediately after he said that, the four took off into the house. Galm, Smarty, and Aphex began to argue, all pushing past each other to get into the first bedroom they saw.

Steven, deciding that the fight wasn't worth it, ignored them and instead began to look for the other bedroom. The next door down the hall was a bathroom, and the one after that was just a closet. The last door, though, was indeed a bedroom.

And Anthony was already in there, to his surprise.

"Chilly? What are you doing in here?" Steven set his stuff down on the floor, closing the door behind him.

Anthony just laughs, and rolls over on the bed. "I'll be honest, buddy. I didn't have to poop, I just wanted first pick at bedroom. There's two beds in here, you wanna be my roommate for the week?"

Steven smiles fondly, shaking his head. "You wouldn't let me say no anyways, now would you?"

Anthony laughs again, scooting over and patting the spot on his bed next to him. "Yeah. If you hadn't roomed with me, I would've made the extra person take the couch. C'mere! It's the hug hour! We can pretend we're little school girls and talk all night to piss the others off.

Steven giggles at the idea, but flops down next to Anthony nonetheless. "Well, I guess I can't say no to that idea. So what do we talk about?"

"Well, obviously, we talk shit about our friends. And we stay in here until everyone else falls asleep, because it's about midnight anyways, and then we prank the absolute shit out of them before going to bed ourselves."

The two of them laughed, and began to sit and talk excitedly about their plans for the trip, waiting for everyone else to fall asleep.

This was gonna be great, Steven was sure of it.

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