𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄, 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐭

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Chapter 66
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Tw: alcohol

"twitch im 17 in like 3 hours and we're in good ol Germany so don't ban me please" I said before taking a sip of Schlatt's beer,

"so now I eat snow?" I ask, Niki nods and hands me a snowball.

"I love eating snow" i hum as I take bits off of the ice.

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"CHAT we're finally at the rental house" I skipped through the front door slightly tipsy.

"hold my beer—no more drinking" Schlatt ordered as he handed me his drink.

"alrighty J-man whatever you say" I gave an approving thumbs up as he turned the corner.

"Incredible, one of the worst performances of my career and they never doubted it for a second" I said in my Ferris Bueller impression before tipping the bottle towards my phone and taking a drink.

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"T-minus 2 hours and 30 minutes until officially 17" Dream patted my head as he came into the room.

"and then I can finally practice magic outside of Hogwarts!" I did jazz hands.

"giggle's a funny word" Ranboo giggled as Iris shoved him into a chair.

"he literally had a glass of champagne and half a beer" Iris rubbed her temples as Ranboo gazed at things around the room mindlessly.

"its German beer" Niki mentioned, "its stronger"

"he's so gone" Tommy smirked,

"lets just hope we he doesn't do the thing where he laughs on the floor for the rest of eternity" Alex stated.

"10 bucks he'll end up like that in the next hour" Schlatt comes back into the room,

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"chat, who should we call?"

"We always call Phil when we're high, might as well call him drunk" Schlatt mentioned,

"The mirror's image, it tells me it's home time, But I'm not finished, cause you're not by my side" I start mumbling the lyrics of the Artic Monkeys song "Why'd you always call me when you're high"

"dad?" I say softly,

"children" Phil sighed as he answered the call,

"DAD!" I whoop,

"I've been watching your stream for like 10 seconds—please don't tell me you're high again" Phil stressed,

"no" I shook my head,

"oh thank god—"

"we're drunk this time" I finished, and on the other end you could hear Phil slamming his head onto the desk.

"Will—why—are you giving 16 YEAR OLDS drinks" Phil groaned,

"they're 16—in Germany—its legal" Wilbur explained,