Do you really hate me? (Quackbur)

Chapter thirty-two: haircut.

Chapter art by: @cyani07 on twitter.

TW: Swearing, alcohol, implied homophobia, implied underage drinking.
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Quackity pov:

The game continued for another hour or so, our team won by quite a bit. Dream made the final shot, and then the crowd erupted in loud cheers and the occasional 'boo!' From the other half of the audience.

For the most part though, it was all positive. Karl and I headed out of the stands because he wanted to congratulate Sapnap, but didn't want to go alone. So we set off toward the team.

Once we got there Sapnap and Dream ran up and greeted us, Karl giving Sap a big hug before saying "You guys did so good!! Completely destroyed the other team!"

"Thanks Karl!!" Sapnap cheered after he let go, all while Karl's face was dusted with a nice shade of pink.

We all talked for a little while, some other members of the team chiming in for a bit, until the bell rung. We still had one class for the day.

I pull Karl away from his conversation and drag him to our next class. He kept talking about the after party, and how awesome it'll be. He said that one of the students in the school knew how to mix drinks so she'd be a mock bartender. I can't remember exactly what her name was it was 'Janis, something' her last name started with an 'M' but it doesn't really matter, does it.

I don't drink often, I've done it a few times but I don't have an actual source for alcohol so I tend to stay away from it. Wouldn't hurt to let loose a bit though, right? I know how to ground myself at least. I'll be able to stay somewhat sober.

After our last class of the day I went home and took a shower, then I sorted through my dresser drawers for an outfit to wear Friday night. We've got school off that day and the weekend right after so it's prime time for a party and possible hangover.

My dad was out for the night again so I called Karl and Charlie on discord just to hang out. We stayed on call for a few hours till I heard my dad stumble into the kitchen, presumably drunk as hell.

Hey guys, sorry I've got to go now. See you tomorrow night!

"Oh! Alright, see you then!"

I waved Karl and Slime goodbye and flopped on my bed. Then I heard my dad shout my name. Oh yeah, he was hammered. I sigh before shouting back,

Yeah, I'm coming..!

Once I get downstairs I see my dad sprawled across the couch with the TV remote in his hand. The PBS kids channel was on.

...dad..? Do you need something?

He snaps his head to look at me, he looks dazed. "Ahh... my son! There you are! Could you bring me one of the beers from the fridge?"

O-Oh yeah, sure,

I make my way to the kitchen, grabbing a beer bottle and the garbage can in case he throws up in the living room. Once I get back I see him sitting up, intensely watching curious George. I tap him on the back lightly and pass him the drink.

"Thank you, thank *hic-!* you,"

It's fine... oh yeah, I'm going to... 'a friends' house tomorrow night. So I'll be home later than usual.

Obviously that's a lie, I'm going to a party. I just don't want to tell him that.

"As long as it's not- *hic-!* that Wilbur foke, I don't like the way he acts. He seems a little gay if you ask me-! *hic-!*" he started chuckling to himself lightly, eyes closing lazily as he blinked. I decided to ignore his rude remarks about my friend for tonight.

I started to turn and walk back to my room, but he turned back, sipping his beer, and spoke again. "Oh yeah, *hic-!* and son? Consider cutting your hair. It makes you *hic-!* look like a- *hic-!* ...woman."

My breath hitched slightly, but he just focused on the tv again instead of expanding on his sentence. I mean- that's not a bad thing! And I don't want my hair as short as his. But... I haven't cut it for a while. Right now it's a bit past my shoulders, I normally keep it above that. Yeah, I'll cut it tonight. Not for him, of course.

I walk back upstairs and go to the bathroom connected to my room, I keep a pair of hair scissors in there.

after I take my beanie off again a brush through my hair to make it smooth. My hair is still damp from my shower earlier so I don't have to wet it again.

I tie my hair back into a low ponytail and grab the scissors. Then, I cut it. Ive cut it to a bit above my shoulders again, not to bad if I say so. After experimenting with different techniques and methods around my hair I finally come up with something I like, and then blow dry it. Just to see how it'll look during the day. I blow dry, and brush it again. I'm actually quite happy with this... [you'll see it later...]

That was pretty tiring, along with the other things that happened today so I grab my phone and earbuds before laying on my bed and playing some songs.
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[919 words (maybe idk)]

[ayup, smooth Segway incoming! Do y'all want like- a list of songs I listen to while writing this? It won't come out for a while, probably, but just lmk.]

[okay, bonus chapter with a lil bit of story line sprinkled in there next time!!]

[I just couldn't split this one evenly enough lmao]

[OH YEAH. 'Janis, M' is a form of 'Justa, Minx' for those wondering. I imagine her name in this is Janis and people nickname her Minx, I would've called her 'Justa' but that sounded weird so I didn't. Hope you don't mind!!]