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S2C Chapter 28: House Warming

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Three POV

Three's eyes were blinking open. She was laying across a chair in her "new" house's living room.

She was smiling as she was getting up.

Three: Ah... Nothing's better than waking up to a quiet house.

Three looks around her house. Three lets out a breath of air.

Three: I wish there was more to do here though.

She tried flipping through the channels on TV for a while, but she didn't like anything on.

Then, an idea popped into her head.

She pulled out her phone and started going through it.

Three: (I'll call Eight and invite her over to hang out.)

Three started calling Eight. At first, Three thought it was going to go to voicemail, but then someone picked up the phone.

Three: Hey, Eight?

Eight: Hi, Three! What's up?

Three: Nothing really, I'm just hanging around my new house-

Eight: You got yourself a new house as well?

Three: Y- Wait, "as well?"

Eight: Yeah! (Y/N) and I moved out.

Three jumped up to her feet.

Three: WHAT?!

Eight: Yeah, (Y/N) moved out and I moved in with him.

Three: Eight... What's. What's the address?

Eight: Oh! You wanna come over? It's- Huh? It's Three... She wanted to know our address... Oh! Okay. Bye, Three!

Three: No, wait! Eight, don't hang up!

The call died.

Three: She hung up.

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(Y/N) POV

(Y/N) was waking up in the near-empty living room. In the room was Marie, Callie, Marina, and Pearl; all of which were still asleep.

He looked around and saw Eight wasn't in there.

He got up to go search for Eight.

As he neared the kitchen, he heard Eight's voice.

Eight: -wanna come over? It's-

Eight had noticed (Y/N) had entered the room.

(Y/N): Hey, who are you talkin' to, Veronica?

Eight: Huh? It's Three.

(Y/N): Oh? What does she want?

Eight: She wanted to know our address.

(Y/N) was worried, believing he knew what would happen if Eight had told Three the address.

(Y/N): Eight! Hang up the call.