Italics - thoughts
*Asterisks* - actions
"Quotations" - spoken
Click: I had just arrived in Canada late last night and after attempting to sleep for a few hours, I decided to raid the fridge for some orange juice.
Topic: It was early in the morning. I hoped The Click managed to get some rest. Maybe I should surprise him with a nice hearty breakfast. Upon entering the kitchen, I saw him standing there in only boxers, his body illuminated by the refrigerator light. Squirdward's voice echoed in my head, "Oh no, he's hot!" I involuntarily chuckled.
Click: Startled by a soft chuckle, I looked up to see One Topic standing in the doorway. "What, you laughing?"That didn't sound right. Stupid jetlag.
Topic: *Shrugs* "Memes?"
Click: . . .
Topic: . . .
Click: . . .
Topic: *realization* "The fridge!"
Click: Surprised by the outburst, I let go of the fridge handle and the door swung shut.
Topic: . . .
Click: . . .
Topic: . . .
Click: "Do you have orange juice?"
Topic: "No, but I have oranges. I could make you some."
Click: "Mmmm, yes Topicy Wopicy, sqweeze me some owanges."
Topic: . . .
Click: . . .
Topic: *sighs* "Okay then, will do."
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Orange Juice
RandomA very short very SFW OneClick fanfiction. I've never written for fun before, so, yeah. This exists now. Alternate title: *My brain at 1 in the morning.*
