part 7 (yay finally )

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( okay here is part seven like omg people keep voting and commenting and im like "whoa people actually like this and watch sleepykinq " so here is the amazing part seven )

You: sure we can hang out but ill have to come over tomorrow I have work today :(

Mystery was a little sad his plan would have to wait but this meant he had time to really prepare. He walked out of his house and went to the store to pick up some items. He got everything and extra, rope, chains, new knives, knife sharpener, (fifty shades of gray much) and bread to kinda not make himself look weird. He walked out of the store and back to his house and laid everything out on the table and began to plan.
        He wrote down his plan so it wouldn't fail and began to rehearse what he was gonna do. " right this way" he would lead you to the table and make your ear poisoned cereal!! He laughed at his plan and was proud and he knew it wouldn't fail, HE JUST KNE-
     Mystery's head hit the desk and he blacked out, he was so sleep deprived that his body needed sleep. Mystery's eyes fluttered open and were blinded my the light shining through the windows. He held his head and tried to regain his thoughts but he was still tired. He went in the kitchen and grabbed an apple and a juice box.
       Mystery walked over to the living room and sat in his chair and looked at his phone. 23 unread messages, time: 1:30PM. "FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!" Mystery opened his phone and started reading the messages.
You: hi mystery ill be getting home soon
You: hey I'm home text me
You: IM MAKING AN AMAZING DINNER OF A FAMOUS SLICE OF OLD PIZZA!! Five stars XP text me
You: mystery helloooo!!

     It went on and on and on and on and mystery sighed. " Damn it all to hell!"

    Mystery: hello sorry I fell asleep :(
You: Oh its okay I was worried you were ignoring me or something.
Mystery: oh no no no sorry.... Hey can you still come over?
You: yeah what's your address?
Mystery: $&÷_"_÷,#*.... Just come over now

     Mystery smiled and closed his phone, then his smiled slowly dropped and he looked at his kitchen table. It was littered with rope and chains and knives. "Fuck.... "

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