Not so bad after all | fankyle

Chapter five

"Good heavens I haven't a single thing to wear",Kyle practically shouted to the empty walls of his apartment.
He threw clothes from his closet in a fit of unorganised rage,scarves and pants landing on piles of shirts and hats.
"Oh it's impossible, inconceivable, incongruous",he cried, throwing himself to the ground in a huff.
One of his house goblins stumbled in carrying kyles signature red and yellow shirt.
"It's perfect",he gushed, snatching the shirt.
"Away with you now, I've only got an hour",he brushed the goblin away, holding up the shirt in the mirror.
"Yes this will do nicely"

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Kyle stood on Yos doorstep nervously, he pulled at the collar of his cape and recuffed his jeans before ringing the door bell. There was shuffling inside for a moment before the door was opened by the one an only fanboy.
His mask hung loosely by his belt and the brown Mohawk sat atop of his head in loose curls.
It was adorable
"Kyle! Come in",he smiled, moving aside for the shorter boy to enter.
Kyle awkwardly nodded, stepping in with his hands glued to his sides.
"Hey everyone, kyles here",fanboy shouted to the group which sat in the living room.
An assorted group of greetings filled the room causing Kyle to shift his feet.
The boy hated being put on the spot, he simply waved.