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Sometimes when you read a fic like this, You smile due to the fact you’re not the characters.
This is one of them times.
~In Five’s house.
The study group sleepover was going just as well as Nine’s party a few days back. By just as well, I mean horribly. You would think for just One simple night at 3 AM these idiots would be normal, Despite being the literal epitome of chaos.
Unfortunately, You’d be horribly wrong.
In the closet with Ten, Six, And Nine, It was the most normal it could be at the moment. Ten was trying desperately to fall asleep, But it was hard to sleep when you're cramped into a tiny closet with 2 chaotic lesbians. Six and Nine were sitting across from each other and staring into the void of one another's eyes without a word.
Made Ten think they were speaking shit about people including him telepathically.
In the living room, Sixteen was curled up peacefully- Though they couldn’t stop rolling around for a good position. She sighed, Getting up- Five hadn’t even given them any blankets so they resorted to anything else. Three was sleeping in the kitchen cabinet with a bag of flour when Sixteen went to go get a midnight snack.
“Girl, What are you doing?”
“..aaauhhh..”
It was a half asleep mumble.
“I need to get better friends.”
She slammed the cabinet and decided to go back to attempting to sleep with a sigh. Unfortunately, That really woke up Three. Since Three was the literal spawn of hell, He decided to be an absolute menace to everyone else in this entire house.
After crawling out with immense back pain, They went to the living room where Sixteen was.
“I’m bored.”
“Three, Go to sleep dude.”
“Do you wanna go annoy Five!”
Of course, Three immediately resorted to puppy dog eyes and Sixteen sighed and obliged, Knowing if they didn’t they would be Three’s next victim. The pair settled on sneaking upstairs to scare Five awake, Which would probably result in them being kicked out but what the hell, Let some girls live a little.
While they creeped up the stairs, They could’ve sworn they heard something- But they wouldn’t be surprised if it matched their synced thoughts.
Sixteen was starting to heavily regret this.
“Three, I don’t- I don’t think we should do this..” She whispered.
“Stop being a crybaby!”
“But-”
“SHUT UP.” He half whispered and half yelled.
They reached Five’s room and slowly opened the door.
All Four people in this situation had their souls leave their body.
It was just as bad as you'd expect, Except worse.
When you walk in on Two of your friends in which one is lacking a shirt and the other is halfway there, You’d probably scream and start crying hoping the image leaves your mind. That’s exactly what happened to Sixteen and Three. Five and Seven froze in the midst of their peculiar activity, Before screaming in the fear of being caught.
“GET OUT MY ROOM.” Five yelled as she threw a pillow at Three’s face and shut the door.
“Oh my Math.” Sixteen mumbled as she stared at the wall like she just watched an orphanage burn down.
“I told you this was a horrible idea–”
“I.. I’m going back into the cabinets.” Three whispered like they were on the verge of tears.
Sixteen nodded, Slowly retrieving down the stairs to the couch once again. Of course, Three is a raging liar because as soon as she was out of sight, She started laughing hysterically and made her way to the other hallways where the walk-in closet was located.
Back inside, Ten was rocking back and forth and regretting his entire life decisions. He was in the middle of an active interrogation.
“Ten bro, You GOTTA tell us!” Nine pleaded,
“Yeah dude, You have to.” Six basically finished their sentence.
“WHY?”
“I dunno, If I was in a forest with- IT. I would probably cry.”
“Same thing as being in a closet with Six-” Which earned them a kick.
Ten sighed, It had been rather stressful to wear giant hoodies for days in scorching weather, But Six and Nine were not the most trustworthy people.. Especially Nine. They balanced the Pro’s And Con’s of explaining everything to them but then just decided to be quick to shut them up.
For the big reveal, He decided to be slow as fuck. Though it was mostly just to annoy them, Anyways. When he took the big gray sweater he had been sporting for a few days, He still had a tank top on but it was more visible.
He had a bunch of bite marks– Including ones in a few questionable places that you wouldn't normally be bitten in if you were under attack.
“Dude..”
“What the shit.”
Six and Nine just stared at him in mild confusion before it clicked in their tiny peanut brains in sync.
Of course, Just before he was going to put it back on, Three kicked down the door like a maniac. All they saw was white as she snapped a picture and then ran away like a mad man- oh shit.
They were cooked.
Nevermind cooked- all of them were burnt.