𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭 ❥ FACK || [COMPLETED]

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TUESDAY - 11:23 AM

"Jack! Get your booty down here!" Jacks Mom called from downstairs.

Jack groaned groggily, shifting about in his bed and turning around to face his bedside table, snatching his phone frustratedly. Being tired wasn't the prettiest look on Jack, but he got through it pretty well.

Checking the time on his phone, the blaring brightness of the screen made it hard to read, making jack wince and squint his eyes before they focused on the numbers: 11:23 AM.

Jack reluctantly rolled out of his bed, his feet hitting the floor harshly as he lazily slumped his way out of his room, trying to make his way down the stairs without falling.

"Now, Jack!" His Mother called again.

"Yes, Mom! Let me get down the stairs first." He mumbled the last bit quietly to himself.

He made it to the bottom of the stairs and followed the forever-remembered voice into the kitchen, where he saw his Mom standing with a cup of coffee in her hands and checking her phone with a surprisingly happy — and excited? Smile.

"Yes, Mom?" Jack asked tiredly, scratching at his messy hair.

"You remember, Andy, don't you?" She asked, her voice becoming high pitched and giddy.

"Yes?" Jack said cautiously, inching back on his feet a bit.

"Well, he wants to start making IT chapter two!" She squealed, jumping up and down and clapping her hands. "You'd be up to it, wouldn't you, Sweet?"

Jacks eyes widened as a smile crawled across his face. "Of course I would!" He said excitedly; now he understood his mothers sudden change in her normal morning-mood.

"He wants everyone to meet up this Friday, you wouldn't mind meeting up with everyone again, would you, Sweet?" She asked again, in her same tone with the same words, it was like she was in a happy trance.

Jack grimaced slightly at her repetitive question and the word 'sweet', but pushed the feeling away and replacing it with happiness.

"Yes, Ma'" Jack chuckled at her.

"Great! Now, it's Tuesday, so get your bags packed today so we can set up for leaving tomorrow, then we'll be on the flight by three AM on Friday." She explained, a smile stuck to her face.

"Three AM!?" Jack groaned playfully.

"Oh, shut your face." His Mom laughed, earning a stifled and still groggy giggle from Jack.

"I'm gonna get ready, then I'll start packing." Jack negotiated, earning a small nod from his Mom before he ran up to his room.

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FRIDAY - 3:38 AM

"Are you OK, Jackie?" Jacks Mom whispered to him.

Jack was currently half asleep, the wait in the airport agonizing and the plane seats making him twist and turn, not letting him fall comfortable enough into slumber.