Eat food, drink water, and get 5+ hours of sleep today. No threat. Just a reminder. You aren't in danger.Mentally stable children
Killua
Bitch we're in YorknewKillua
Where tf you living we gonna stay thereY/n is now online
Y/n
God damn it's 2 amKillua
Nobody caresY/n
*Insert location thing*🙄🙄Killua is now offline
Y/n is now offlineBitch who texts someone at 2 am? Was I asleep? Absolutely not. Do they need to know that? No.
Approximately 8 minutes and 32 seconds later
"We're here bitch!" Killua shouted, entering the house that I may or may not have stolen after killing the owner. Nevermind, that's exactly what I did.
"Ever heard of knocking?" I asked, setting my phone down.
"Sounds boring, where's your chocolate?" Killua questioned, rummaging through the kitchen.
"Hello." Kalluto greeted, entering the house. Favorite chil- I mean, Kalluto! Kalluto immediately checked the freezer for ice cream, which was expected.
Gon decided to start a game of tag with Killua, which he was obviously losing.
"How long do you think this will continue?" I asked, now eating ice cream with Kalluto.
"The record is an hour and 54 minutes." Kalluto replied. I feel bad for Gon's aunt.
"Want to rob an ice cream store?" Kalluto asked, already heading outside.
"Sure."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Dave, how many ice cream stores do you work at?"
"All of them."
"Dave that shouldn't be possible."
"All of them."
"Dave-"
"All. Of. Them."
"Dave are you okay?"
"I scream, you scream, the children in my basement scream, we all scream for ice cream." Dave sang. That's.. that's beautiful.
I got myself an ice cream cone, Kalluto already being on his third one.
"Wait, the store is closed, why are you here?" I asked.
"I live here."
"Dave, do you need a house?"
"No. Ice cream is life. Never leave ice cream. Ice cream. Ice cream. Ice cream. Ice cream. Ice..." Dave muttered.
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