Wei Wuxian sat on his bed.
"Three months... I only have three months..."
Wei Wuxian smiled.
"It's enough."
Week One, of annoying Lan Wangji into the friend circle. Day 1
Wei Wuxian was now scribbling the scriptures quite suspiciously silent. Jin Zixuan was slumped on his seat while Nie Huaisang was crying as he wrote. Jin Zixuan sighed.
"Hey, Xian."
"Yeah?"
"Can I room with you?"
"Eh? Why?"
"Do you know who I roomed with?"
"No?-"
"That annoying bastard Jiang Wanyin!"
"You can sleep in whenever you want."
"Hey Xuan Dìdì, aren't you bethrothed to his sister?"
Wei Wuxians' head flung up.
"You are?!"
"Well- ah fuck."
Jin Zixuan groaned.
"It was Father's fucking stupid idea! Mom doesn't like that Madam Yu or whatever but Dad took the initiative to control my life!"
"Okay so like... Want Niáng to burn your sect down?"
"Don't worry, A-diē would help in too."
Jin Zixuan laughed.
"It's not like I care. I'm just looking for a good time to sabotage this."
Wei Wuxian scoffed.
"How?"
Jin Zixuan laid on the table.
"Selling my soul to the devil cause I'm tired of this."
"No-"
Nie Huaisang and Wei Wuxian sighed. Wei Wuxians' eyes lead to the Stoic Lan Wangji, who was writing scriptures.
"The lan cutie over there-"
"Well shit, he hates you."
"No need to point it out!"
Wei Wuxian pouted his lips.
"I'm going to talk to him."
"No!"
Jin Zixuan pulled him down.
"Later."
"Hmph! Fine."
A moment later, drool was already leaving Wei Wuxians' mouth.
"Imagine your brother like... Having butt cheeks for a chin..."
"I've seen someone with testicle chin..."
"Dick Chin..."
"Dick Chin."
The three of them unconsciously laughed. Wei Wuxian stood up and walked over to Lan Wangji.
"Second Young Master Lan Zhan, I need help."
Lan Wangji internally groaned before lifting his head.
"What help do you need?"
"Can you help me with my New Year's resolution?"
"Why?"
"Well I want to go on a date with this boy I've been crushing on."
Lan Wangji knitted his brows.
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