Whitty x reader(READ DESCRIPTION)

Part 9

HEYY! My apologies for not posting yesterday. I love posting nearly everyday cause its fun writing them.

ANYWHOO
ON TO THE NEXT PART BROSKIS!
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No one's pov.

"Hey Whitty, hey!" Y/n plopped down on the couch next to him. Y/n was wide awake now and extra hyper. HMMM I WONDER WHY???!??
"Huh..?" Whitty looks over at them, a bit confused. They were always known as high spirited with a funny personality, but they've been going on for 3 hours.

"You ready for the Friday night funk tonight? Its gonna be super cool!" Y/n grinned at the bomb boy.
"I mean, of course? Your first time, isn't it?" Whitty responded with a small shrug.
"Fuck yeah!! And the coolest part is?? Im going with someone whose participated in the events multiple times!!" Y/n grabbed him by his shoulders making him heat up a bit.
"Uh- I've um-" "Huh? Spit it out boy!" "I've only been going for like 10 months, nothing special." He said while avoiding eye contact since they were pretty close.

"So?? How many Fridays are in 10 months. Around 40 yeah?" Y/n grinned at him, moving back from the awkward man.
"Yeah but only went like once or twice a month.." he mumbled, fidgeting with his hoodie zipper.
"SO? And how many did you win?" Y/n questioned him, that same grin still on their face.
"All of them, but your point is..?" Whitty questioned them. He had no idea where they were going with this..

"Its cool as hell to be going with an experienced person! Thats all!" Y/n said happily and stood up.
"Ohh.. I thought you were gonna try to get me to sign up or somethin-" Whitty flinched when y/n's head snapped towards him.
"We save that for another time." Y/n said with a blank expression making Whitty tremble a bit. He was gonna speak up about it, but the hyper Y/n had already changed subjects.

"Anywayys! I want your choice. Bass guitar or electric guitar? About a month ago they started allowing instruments so might as well?" Y/n questioned, after all.. he was the one with a guitar hero voice.
"Hmm well I'd say electric. It'd be nice if it fit the pitch of your voice though? I haven't heard you yet so I can't give a good choice." Whitty suggested. (BE QUIET I HAVE AN ELECTRIC GUITAR BUT I DONT KNOW HOW IT WORKS IN THE SINGER WORLD HELP)
"Good choice bro! I was probably gonna choose it either way but you right!" Y/n exclaimed before heading to their room.

"Oh and we're leaving in about an hour or two, so I'd get ready if I were you!" Y/n said from their room making whitty get up and go get dressed in the bathroom.

Still no one's pov. Just in a different place?

"Hey sinister, so ya got the information on that bomb guy ey? So that means our jobs almost done??" The little guy asked the leader who was sitting on the tree, picking at her teeth.
"Guess you could say that. If we get the job DONE that is." She said in a low growl.
"Oh yeah.. dontcha have to tell mr cloud guy?" He asked, leaning over a rock.
"Of course. There's at least an hour left till the Friday Night Funk, we have plenty of time." Sinister leans back, took out her phone, and dials up updyke's business phone number.

Ringing..

Still ringing..

He finally picked up.

(This is updyke. This is sinister)

"Hello?"
"Ay Mr cloud gu- I MEAN updyke."
"What were you about to call me? Whatever, what did you need?"
"So I got some very good news on where Whitty will be tonight. You remember that club you went to last week to check out? He'll be there tonight and he's got a friend."
"Any information on the friend?"
"They have (hair length) (hair color) hair, around (height) ft tall."
"Excellent! Meet me at the club tonight. I will bring backup this time."
"Got it, cloud man."
"Be quie-" He hung up before he finished his sentence.