I need a smoke break (A TNT Duo Story)

Quackity walked over towards the gate, his footsteps finally being heard on dirt as he approached it. The gate was small enough to simply jump over, much to Quackity's inconvenience. He rolled up the sleeves of his button up, pushed back his beanie, and wiped the sweat off of his brow. He set his hands on the top of the iron blocks, when the door to the van swung open and none other than Wilbur Soot himself came down the steps.

"Quackity!" He said, raising his hands in the air as if meeting an old friend for the first time in ages, "why, what do I owe the pleasure?"

Quackity's eye twitched as his frown curled deeper into itself. He wasn't having this.

"You owe the pleasure of packing whatever the hell this is up and getting the fuck off my property."

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TWS: Mentions of SA, Abuse, Alcohol, Drug Use & Sex / Depictions of Alcohol, Smoking & Cussing