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Y/N yawned.
He had stayed up all night working on his thesis.

Well, that's what he said he was doing.
In reality he had spent the whole night and early hours of the morning playing games and doing anything but the thesis.

The male stretched and stood up even though he didn't want to.
But he had promised his best friend William that he would accompany him on a looting trip.

William was into robotics and he found that it was easier to loot places and buy used parts for projects instead of buying brand new ones.
The results were almost the same and his wallet was happier, especially since he was a somewhat broke foreigner in America.

The Brit had come to America to study his passion and try to make a name for himself; the American dream was his goal essentially.
So far it had been rocky for him.
School was different here and some people were odd and just annoying but he found that one of his classmates wasn't.
That classmate being Y/N, a quiet student who seemed interested in anything that had to do with countries and different cultures.
It was no surprise when William and Y/N hit it off.

They became fast friends over study sessions and philosophical discussions under the library's light and the neon of Vegas whenever they decided to drive there for an adventure.
The latter was obviously much more memorable to the two of them since they always had fun whenever they crossed state lines.
Y/N enjoyed these road trips the most honestly, since William liked to buy him little souvenirs and he was an overall nice person to go on long drives with.
Plus William was a great and protective mom friend to him.

Y/N looked around his room, trying to remember if William told him to pack or not but he just ended up reaching for his phone and calling him.

"I'm surprised you're even up,"
Said a rich voice on the other side.

"Shut it Rat Man. Do I need to pack?"

A sigh came from William,
"Yes Y/N. Pack about three days worth of clothes. And don't forget your charger and other things."

"Cool beans, thanks Rat Daddy," you smiled as you knew that he didn't really like it when you called him nicknames like that.
Another sigh came from the European.
You giggled,
"I'm sorry Will."
"Whatever, just get ready."

You couldn't help but giggle as you remembered how he got the nickname.
You liked to call him Rat Man because on one of the trips the two of you had actually set up camp in an abandoned building. Sleeping bags and everything.
So that night, the two of you slept there until you were awoken by a weird noise.
That noise being a rat sleeping with William.
The rat was just curled up next to him.

You hung up and got to getting everything ready.
You packed enough clothes, toiletries and threw in a few condoms and extra stuff just to be on the safe side ya know?

It was noon when you texted William to come pick you up and he quickly arrived.
You hugged him when you saw him and he ruffled your hair, knowing that you hated it.
"Ready?"
"Aye aye Captain!"
You threw your bags into his trunk and climbed into the passenger seat.
"Um, I probably should've asked this earlier but where exactly are we going?"
He chuckled.
"You'll see."
"Hey, don't you "you'll see" me!
Nothing ever turns out right when people say that shit bro,"
You stared at him.
He smirked at you.
"Do you trust me N/N?"
You blushed a bit.
"Why?"
"Well, I'm about to tell you something very important, so do you trust me?"
You pretended to think and just nodded.
"Okay, come here," he leaned towards you.
You did as you were told, only an inch between the two of you.
His eyes staring right into yours, foreheads touching.
"Put your seatbelt on," he whispered.
You grinned and rolled your eyes at him and did so.
He pulled away and gave you an approving look.
"Everything ready?"
"Mhmm."
The two of you pulled out of your apartment's parking and were now heading towards the highway.