♥︎𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤♥︎ {Skephalo}

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.・。.・゜✭𝙱𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅✫・゜・。.

There's only one month until Christmas and I don't know what I'm going to get Zak! I've been panicking about this for weeks now, and today's finally the day! I'm going to find something.

"So, where should we go first?"
Ant asks, looking around at all the stores as we dodged groups of people walking opposite from us.
"Can we go to the Nike store? I want to get Clay some customized shoes for basketball. The ones he is using right now are horrid."
George asks.
"I can't think of anything for Zak, so sure."
I sigh, letting George and Ant lead the way. I want to get him something special. It has to be perfect. Just like him.

"I wanna get Red a joke gift before the real gift. I think it'd be fun."
Ant smiles, happily walking beside George in front of me. I fell a bit behind. Lost in thought and frustration. I know what I'm going to get everyone else, but I want to get Zak something special.
I'm planning on making everyone a little basket of goodies, like food and such.

I tried my best to keep up with the two as they excitedly roamed every store we came across. We went in almost every store in the whole mall before deciding to stop by the food court for some lunch. I wasn't that hungry since I was focusing on what to get Zak more than my stomach.

"Bad? You good?"
The sound of Ant's voice makes me look up from my hands that were resting in my lap.
I hum in confusion before quickly nodding to dismiss the topic.
"You have a whole month to find something, you've got time."
George attempts to reassure me. I smile sadly before mumbling a quick "yeah".

"Try and eat something, please?"
Ant slides me some of his fries with a sympathetic smile.
I tilt my head up a bit and take some. As I bite into the somewhat still hot fry one shop in particular caught my eye, giving me my best idea yet.

I zone out a bit as I stare at the lights twinkling pleasantly in the shop that sat a couple tables behind Ant who sat across from me with George.
"Earth to Bad!"
Ant waved his hand in front of my face, making me blink frantically so I could focus.

A huge smile spreads across as I put my plan into action.
"Where are you going?!"
I hear George yell after me as I get up and rush to the shop.

He's gonna love this.. I hope-

Zak's POV

I lean back in my seat, whiteboard in hand since Bad isn't here.
Little snippets of random ads played throughout the car as Red flicked through all of the radio stations.
"These are all bullshit! Like play the goddamn music already!"
Red complains, having already flicked through all of the stations.

"I have an aux cord?"
Clay says, showing off the cord while still keeping his eyes on the road.
"Oo! Pass it back here!"
Finn demands, immediately plugging the cord into his phone the second it got into his reach.
I looked over to my right to take a glance at Finn's phone. He opened Spotify and clicked play on his most recent playlist.

"Are you shitting me?!"
Clay yelled in disbelief as Heatwaves started to blare through the car's speakers.
"Ha! That wasn't even intentional-"
Finn laughs, making Red start to tease Clay about how "it's meant to be".

Heatwaves is Clay and George's government assigned ship song. And by "government" I mean us. We always play it and make jokes about it to bug them, and if I'm being completely honest I think they both enjoy it, but are to stubborn and shy to admit it.

"You're glad I'd rather listen to this than the radio."
Clay scoffs, taking a sharp right turn.

"Oo! Stop here!"
Red demands, hitting Clay non stop until he did.
"Calm your tits, here."
Clay parks the car in a jewelry store parking lot. We all get out of the car, following Red who seemed really eager to go in.

Glass cases littered the establishment, being along all of the walls, even making up the counter as well as little isles to walk down.
Red immediately walked over to the front counter to talk to the person behind it. We all shrugged it off, walking around and looking at the sparkling jewelry.

I walked along the isles, peering down at the glittering silvers, golds, and bronzes. As I made my way to the back of the store, a certain bronze bracelet with a design of garnets caught my attention. My stomach started to flutter at the thought. It reminded me of Bad.

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800 words

It's not the longest chapter- BUT IM BACK