・ ╭・𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 ?!
╭╯ranboo x fem!oc . . .
╰﹕❝ 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌. where's my quill? ❞
in which, a quill brings two
people together, despite
all the things its been
through.
...
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chapter 4. — [ triggers ] — none.
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I SLID OUT OF THE SHOWER, THE MORNING BREEZE FROM THE WINDOW FIRST GREETING MY BODY.
I change into normal clothes for the day and a velvet hoodie, keeping my hair down.
I walk back into my room and slide my phone into my pocket as I grab my backpack and walk downstairs, the smell of french toast filling my nose.
I sit down at the kitchen table, my mom placing down a plate of french toast and a cup of orange juice.
I finish the french toast in a few minutes, quickly drinking up the orange juice.
I grab my backpack. "bye mom."
"bye!" She waves and I shut the door behind me.
I find Ranboo sitting down next to my doorstep.
"what the fuck-" I look down at him.
"what?" He asks, standing up.
"mm, nothing. good morning." We start walking down the path.
"good morning. what time did you sleep at?"
"like 2 am. decent." I reply.
"oh?" He looks at the sky.
I look down at the floor as Ranboo continues gazing at the bright blue sky. "what? i was up watching your stream."
"oh— you watch my streams?" Ranboo giggles.
"i just found it yesterday."
"i- well- uh- i hope you liked my stream..?" He said.
"i fell asleep to half of it while i was doing homework. it was calming," I laugh. "except for the parts where you screamed because you almost died to lava."
