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THE CRASH
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the soft hum of gigantic by pixies sounded through the (h/c)-haired girl's headphones, her walkman stationed between her thighs as she patted the beat of the song on her knees with her fingers.
"hey paul, hey paul, hey paul," (y/n) softly mumbled along before lightly flinching when she felt the bus seat dip slightly besides her, squishing her body against her band uniform hat next to her.
she opened her eyes and turned to her left, being met with the forest green face of simon, who wore a sharp black witch's hat, paired with a white t-shirt and black coat. in his hands he held a broom, it's bristles lightly scraping against the girl's arm. he was obviously dressed as the school's mascot; the shadyside witch.
the boy quirked an eyebrow, a sly grin etched onto his lips as he stared at his best friend. "who's paul? should i be worried?"
