chapter one: i accidentally stole 5 cases of white claw

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before you say anything,

this, this situation, it was an accident. I know im only sixteen, but he just gave me the cases when i asked. i just asked him and was like "hey man, can i have those white claws?" and he just replied with a sure and handed them over. he claims that no such thing happened and i stole it. like was he daydreaming when he gave it me?

oh, sorry, i forgot to introduce myself. hi! im luna. just your average 16 year old who usually just asks for things nicely and then gets told, that i'm being manipulative or stealing. i would like to say, i would never steal, it's against my morals. anywho back to now or the past, i don't know just back to whatever.

i ran until my friend payton pulled me aside. her brown eye with flecks of silver looked at mine as she held her hand up to my mouth as the man walked by. his green eyes flicked in our direction but didn't seem to see us. he walked away muttering as he walked away and payton visibly exhaled a sigh of relief. we walked a bit away and i triumphantly paraded with the whiteclaws and shot a dazzling smile to payton. "are ya prouddd?" i smiled at her as she shook her head with a slight laugh.

"luna, we could've gotten killed." she murmured as she rolled her eyes, "you should be thankful i was there to pull you away." i chuckled, i mean she was right but being stubborn i refused to actually acknowledge i probably needed the help to begin with. we walked until we stopped in the middle of the street and i put down the white claw cases. i sighed and ripped the box open and pulled out a white claw for myself and one for payton. she looked down and accepted my offer and drank a sip of it as i chaotically chugged mine. we both found a trash can and put it in there (although payton protested because we should be recycling the cans) and walked a bit back to our shared apartment.

see, we share an apartment between us and this other girl, but she's hardly ever there. her room is dusty but it has glimmers of purple and her "treat people with kindness" tapestry hanging over her bed. she used to have a dwight one but she liked the positive message on this one better. also, its a saying her so called boyfriend says a lot. payton and i have never seen him so i purposely think she's bluffing. we came in and i stored the stack of whiteclaws in the corner. payton hung up her jacket and headed into her room to study. she's a hard worker although she's not the best in what she's currently working on in school, but she's hard working.

i walked into my room and flopped on my bed. i looked up at my ceiling to find a tarot card tapestry staring down at me along with the zodiac signs. i observed my room and took in the surroundings again. my tv was hanging on the wall with a dresser underneath. on the side, there was another dresser that served as my alter for my tarot cards and other things. it was draped in a cloth and as well as being the home to my tarot cards, it also had my crystals, some assortments of flowers as well as a chalice, the athame, a wand, a pentacle and a cauldron. my led lights were set to this pink or purple but with glimpses of blue and i had my star projector on. on the ceiling, beyond the tapestries, was cow spots painted as well as on the back of the door and on the closet door. the wall alongside the door was painted with peep's tattoos and peeps the candy. where was currently was laying was a bed that was placed next to a wide open window. on the sill, there were cacti and other plants growing and fake vines trailed down from ceiling. on the walls behind me were assorted pictures of friends and things.

my room was so swaggy man.

i played games on my phone bored as fuck until i remembered. the door outside opened and we saw heather coming in and staring at the cases of white claws in confusion. i stared at her, she looked different. tanner, if you will. she looked happier too and im just, confused. where's the seasonal depression? how the fuck is she so tan in the dead of winter?

"i stole them" i replied to her confused staring at the cases. "so you're back?"

she said, her tone trailing "yeah...."

i blinked at her and then jumped on the counter. "why are you so tan?"

she hesitated for a moment and then responded, "i was down south, went to disney for awhile"

"oh" i muttered suspiciously. "do you want to crack a cold one?"

"sure!" she said relieved, seeming to be happy not to be railed by questions. hahah railed, that's- okay i'm sorry.

payton came out of the room happy and surprised to see our other long lost roommate who had traveled through the lands of yeehaw homophobe racist territory to come back to our apartment. "hey heather!" she smiled at heather and walked over to the kitchen to get a chocolate chip cookie. they were similar to the ones we used to have at that hell forsaken school. ugh, the only good thing was seeing my friends everyday and the food. oh how i would give to stuff my face with those french fries again.

"where have you been?" payton said while eating her cookie. heather looked at her and answered quicker than she did with me.

"down south, disney"

payton's eyes narrowed, "but where'd you get the money? i thought you've been out of work."

heather was about to respond when payton's phone started ringing.

it was a blocked number.

"hello..?" payton said wearily.

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