❝ hola ❞
❝ hi who is this- wait actually don't tell me ❞
✧༝┉┉┉┉┉˚*❋ ❋ ❋*˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✧
- in which y/n l/n get's a anonymous
text from an admirer
that could be...
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CHAPTER TWO: killua u smelly pussy (you are what you eat!)
your point of view ♥︎
"who exactly is this peepeecacabaka dude?" machi asks, sipping her juice as she watches you examine gon and killua.
"that's what i'm trying to figure out," you reply, sighing and sitting back.
"is that why you keep staring at my brother's direction?" illumi asks, handing his strawberry milk over to feitan.
"yeah, he left some sort of clue about being friends with them or something."
"i'm not an expert on this y/n, but perhaps you should ask them?" chrollo raises an eyebrow at you.
you throw your napkin at his head, and glare at him, "easier said than done."
"you guys are no help," you groan, rubbing your eyes.
"what do you think i should do, machi?" you ask turning to her as she chokes on her milk.
"i don't know! incase you forgot, i'm a lesbian! meaning, i like GIRLS!"
"so? i'm just asking what you would do in this situation; if peepeecacabaka was a female."
she stops to think, "uhh... if i were in this situation, i would have to agree with chrollo. just ask them! it doesn't hurt to try," she forces a smile, as chrollo chuckles and you roll your eyes.
you get up, brush off the food on your uniform, and fix your hair, "if this goes wrong it's your guys' fault."
you turn around and start walking towards gon and killua's direction.
"SHE'S COMING," gon whisper-yells in killua's ear.
"SHH!"
you take a seat across them as gon tried to stuff as much food as he can in his mouth.
"hey," you rest your head on your hand.
"hello," killua raises an eyebrow.
how do i start this conversation without sounding weird?
"do you guys know anyone on that one chatroom app that everyone has that's named 'peepeecacabaka?'"
killua chuckles at the sound of the name, "sorry, we can't say."
you heave a sigh and slouch, "i thought so,"
"i could give you a clue," killua says, his ego swelling.
"yes please!" you jump.
"hmm.. let's see," he thinks for a second, "you could say his crush is intensifying right this second.."
"metaphorically?" you tilt your head at him, making him blush a little.
"hyperbolic?" gon adds, jumping into the conversation.
