☞︎︎︎ Chapter 15 ☜︎︎︎

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Haii, thanks for all the reads!! Like- w o a h. But- thank you all so much! :D

- Your lOvElY POV -
I just sat there, watching The Bee Movie, sImPiNg 'occasionally' (fine maybe every 3 seconds) over Barry Bee Benson himself...And maybe Albert- but THAT ISN'T THE POINT!! He kinda fell asleep halfway through, me obviously surprised by how long he actually lasted. I switched off the film and tugged the blanket further over to myself then stared at the food massacre. Popcorn, demolished. Olives, demolished. (I'm kinda sorry if you don't like olives- but they are literally the best food on planet earth.) Digestives, g o n e. Just- g o n e, poof. Somehow 'magically' disappeared AlBeRt- that was a different story. A few crumbs scattered on his face and cheeks and snoring. Kirsten began making her way to the living room, according to the sound of her footsteps.

- AlBeRtO's POV - (Hah maybe you saw that coming- or did you?;) )
I woke up to the sound of footsteps and endless shuffling and muffled voices? Oh, OHhHhHH. Makes sense, they're having some sort of argument. I walked over.
"HeYyyyy busters." I mumbled. They looked up at me.
"Uh, hi." Y/N responded blankly.
"You're up!!" Kirsten squealed and threw her arms around me, h e l p.
"Yup." I grumbled, obviously popping the 'p'. Y/N gritted her teeth at the scene of Kirsten and I, I slowly patted Kirsten on the back and pulled away then looked and smiled at Y/N apologetically, honestly looks like they could use a break if I'm being completely honest.
"Peace out then busters." I semi-danced my way up the stairs and flopped onto my bed pondering ideas for random videos, oof it's 5AM??? How- oh. Ohhh. OHHHHHHH- that's what they're arguing about- I'm a genius. So- picture this. Kirsten and I just vibing on yet another unecessary Discord call and bam- Y/N makes a really REALLY snazzy, grand, dramatic- or whatever entrance and I'll be like W o a h. I doubt I'd care about Kirsten's reaction being honest. Speaking of Kirsten-
"Hey babe!" She grinned and flopped down next to me on my bed and began the endless cycle of scrolling on her phone.
"Whatcha looking attt?" I peered over her shoulder- is that her [explicit] her ex? Ohh, that's me. (See what I did there? It's a scam ;) ) W h i p n a e n a e- those wonderful words. (I genuinely have no clue who's Kirsten's ex is other than AlBeRtO who is also her current boyfriend and I tried doing research but ofc ofc, ✨Nothing ✨...Soooo I'll be making it up- sorrryyy!!)
Okay but that's when (-miss maria reynolds walked into my life- oof sorry) one of her ACTUAL exes appeared onto the screen. She was following them- that will never make sense to me.
"What's wrong babe?" She looked up at my crestfallen face. I slapped on a smile and shook my head,
"nothing b a b e." I pecked her forehead and she kept scrolling.
"THE MILK HATH RUN-OUT-ETH!!" Y/N screeched through the doorway.
"What the-" Kirsten looked up in dismay.
".. Didn't we buy milk yesterday?" I grumbled.
"Nope, we got robbed." YN replied- they need a sugar allowance 👁️👄👁️.
"Ew, I'll go get milk then." I sighed and got up. "Do you guys want anything? Eh, just text me."

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