𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬;𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘤.

𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳

[Y/n]
I have some grave news

Tanjiro has entered the chatroom

[Tanjiro]
What's wrong Y/n?

[Y/n]
I

[Zenitsu]
You?

[Inosuke]
^

[Y/n]
I have failed my test

[Tanjiro]
The biology one?

[Y/n]
Yeah, technically I didn't fail-

[Y/n]
Since I got a C lmao

[Tanjiro]
That's not bad Y/n!

[Y/n]
You say that cause you get A's

[Tanjiro]
no way, I know your smart

[Y/n]

[Y/n]
Kind king ❤️❤️

[Y/n]
Marry me

[Tanjiro]
Oh- uh, okay!

[Zenitsu]
I OBJECT

[Zenitsu]
But how about we get out
of this sad topic

[Y/n]
Agreed

[Inosuke]
Yeah!!

[Zenitsu]
Shut up, I haven't forgiven you
ever since you put mayonnaise in my hair

[Y/n]
You what

[Tanjiro]
WHATT?!!!

[Y/n]

[Y/n]
Why Inosuke-

[Y/n]
by the way, reminds me of that
no neck guy lmao

[Tanjiro]
Who?

[Y/n]
A bastard ✨✨

[Tanjiro]
Ok-

[Inosuke]
I burnt his hair

[Zenitsu]
yeah

[Zenitsu]
WAIT WHAT! NO WONDER I
SMELLED SOMETHING BAD

[Inosuke]
HAHA WHEREVER YOU WENT TO
ESCAPE THE SMELL, IT FOLLOWED
SINCE IT WAS IN YOUR HAIR!!

[Zenitsu]
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!?

[Inosuke]
NOT MY FAULT YOU WERE TRYING
TO DO COOKING TRICKS!!

[Y/n]
What about the mayonnaise

[Tanjiro]
The mayonnaise

[Zenitsu]
THE MAYONNAISE!!

[Inosuke]
Be grateful to great Inosuke-sama as he
helped your hair get smoother

[Zenitsu]
YOU- WHERE DID YOU GET THAT INFO
FROM??

[Inosuke]
wiki.maynoise.cam

[Zenitsu]
THATS OBVIOUSLY FAKE!!

[Zenitsu]
THEY DIDN'T EVEN SPELL
MAYONNAISE OR .COM RIGHT!

[Inosuke]
SO???

[Zenitsu]
THEN ITS WRONG, FAKE, FAKE!!

[Y/n]
HAGHHHSSHSH

[Zenitsu]
IT SMEELLLLSSSS

[Zenitsu]
IT SMELLLS, FIX IT!

[Inosuke]
NO!!

[Zenitsu]
FEEL MY WRATH

Y/n smiled, letting out weird laughs when she read these texts. She was glad she had friends like these to brighten up her mood. Ever since that test, she's been feeling horrible. It was a lifesaver that they were there to listen. She always wondered how they became her friends in the first place.

"Oof-" She stumbled, smacking her face into a hard surface. What was up with this wall in front of her all of a sudden. A crack sounded from below her, widening her eyes, that costed her whole month's paychecks.

"Wow." She muttered, kneeling to grab her phone. But a hand beat her to it, standing back up and looking at her screen. The man's eyes widened in surprise, realizing that this was the girl he was talking to before. He watched her stand, dusting off the dirt on her pants.

Were those pajamas?

"Thank you, sir." She bowed, grabbing her phone back and hugging it in relief.
"Sir? Y/n, what happened to babe?" Muzan smirked, tilting his head in amusement as he watched her face flush.

"Muzan? What are you doing here?" Y/n questioned, surprised and half flushed at his remark. "Just walking around, what about you?" He asked, startling the girl. "Well, haha, same." Y/n replied, looking off to the side.

An awkward silence surrounds the two, making her shuffle in discomfort.

A light bulb popped over the head, as she sparked an idea. She looked down at her wrist confusing the male, "Look at the time! I've gotta go bake that bee, see you later!" She laughed, racing away from him in full sprint.

"You have a phone?" Muzan trailed off, remembering how she didn't have the mechanical device attached to her wrist. He chuckled at her poor excuse, turning to face the front.

We'll talk more later, I'll make sure of it.

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thank you for the idea galaxticmilK!! ❤️❤️