AYO its a long chapter again you already KNOW
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Los Angeles, California
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"WHAT?" Sapnap yells, his jaw hanging. George has the same expression of shock on his face. I turn to look at Dream, who is currently cringing.
"Oops," I say quietly, turning back to face George and Sapnap. I'm seated on my chair sideways, so that I'm able to see all three of them at once. The two boys stay frozen, the information still processing in their minds. I roll my eyes, sick of the silence already.
"Oh my god, get over it. You guys are acting like we're in the sixth grade and hugged," I say with sass, finally snapping George and Sapnap out of their frozen state.
"This is a-- what-- I don't even--" George tries to speak, hardly being able to form a sentence. I almost laugh at his struggle.
"So," I start, turning to face my bowl again, "What are we doing for Spooky season?" I say, changing the conversation as best I can.
"Isn't there, like, a Halloween Farm or something?" Dream asks, and I nod. He catches on quickly and also wants to avoid a more awkward situation than the one that we're in right now.
"Yeah I think so," I say, pulling up the information on my phone. There's pumpkin patches, sunflower fields, corn mazes, and it says that the workers are going to be doing "surprise jump scares." Aren't all jump scares surprises?
"Do you guys want to go?" I ask, breaking myself out of my own thoughts.
"Sure," George says quietly, and I groan.
"Guys," I drag out. "Stop being losers and talk to me," I say, annoyed at the one word answers. Sapnap brings out his phone, smiling, then types out a tweet mentioning me.
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@twsimpnap - 2m
"clingystaar" guys help i cant come up with anything better
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"I will kick you," I threaten, looking up from my phone. Sapnap winces for a moment, then goes back to eating his food, and I can spot the smile he's trying so hard to hide. I playfully roll my eyes at it, returning to the conversation.
"So what time should we leave?" George asks, finally speaking a full sentence.
"Broken out of your shock?" I tease, and George turns to Dream.
"Oh, no. I'm talking to Dream about this later," George says, signaling to him. Dream raises his hands in defense, resting his phone on his chest.
"We should leave way later. It's like an hour drive, and I'm planning on doing my spooky stream after breakfast," I say, finishing my cereal.
"What are you playing?" Sapnap asks, also joining in on the conversation.
"Fnaf," I shorten, standing up and putting my dishes away. "Wish me luck," I say as I walk to my room.
"You'll need it," Dream mutters, and I spin around, wanting to fight back.
"Shut it, pissbaby. I don't remember a time where you've ever played fnaf," I retort, and Dream stays silent.
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