Twelve

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Travis pulls up to his home, Zane seated next to him. The white-haired male hopped out and closed the car door before walking up to his house. He entered to gather the things he needed for the following weekend.

Zane stayed back, playing with his hands. He shuffled in his seat, becoming slightly impatient.

A few moments later, a crash could be heard from inside and someone yelling. Soon after, Travis appears, walking briskly back to the car. Once seated, he tosses the bag he just got into the back and sped off.

The two males exit the car once they arrive at their destination. Zane leads, unlocking the door for them. They enter and the raven-haired grabs onto the other's arm, dragging him off to his room.

"Welcome," Zane exclaims, waving his arms. His room looked like any other room. It had a bed, dresser, closet, and desk. But it meant so much to Travis. He was in Zane's room!

"Wow," was all Travis could say. He couldn't find the right words to express how he was feeling.

"Zane?" Someone called from downstairs. "You home?"

"Yeah!" Zane called back. Footsteps sounded up the stairs and Garroth soon appeared in the open doorway.

"Oh! Travis! Hello!" Garroth exclaimed, not expecting to see the white-haired male. "I just wanted to say hi but you guys are probably busy so bye!"

Zane and Travis looked at each other. What a weird thing for Garroth to say.

"What do you want to do?" Travis asked.

"I don't know, what do you want to do?" Zane replied.

"I don't know."

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