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Twenty four

"Shut up." Quincy said pushing me.

"Sorry." I laughed.

"Anyways," he cleared his throat. "I have something to tell you."

"What is is?" I asked grabbing his hands.

"I'm gay." He said.

I jumped up. "I fucking knew it."

He quickly stood. "I know, that's why I have to kill you."

Huh?

He lunged at me and grabbed my throat. "Nobody can know that I'm gay or the Illuminati will come for me."

My eye widened. "What the hell, you can't kill me because your gay." I choked out.

"I'm sorry Y/n the Illuminati is scary," he kissed my forehead. "I always loved you." He squeezed tighter. "By the way, Dog told me that he hates his name."

"Bullshit, he loves his name." Just as my vision started to blur I bolted up right gasping for air. I looked to the right feeling a weight on my shoulder seeing Vanessa's foot.

"What the hell Y/n." She groaned.

"Oh my- that was the funniest shit I've ever seen." I looked to my left to see a laughing Summer.

"I'm so confused, Quincy was just choking me to death." I said.

"You couldn't breath because Vanessa's foot was covering your mouth and nose." She toppled over clutching her stomach still laughing.

"And you didn't try to help?" I scoffed.

"I'm sorry, I started to laugh as soon as you yelled out, you can't kill me because your gay." She stood back up wiping away literal tears.

"It's not that funny." I shook my head.

"Um, should I be offended because my foot caused a nightmare?" Vanessa asked.

I nodded grabbing her foot. "Yes, this thing tried to kill me."

She snatched her foot away. "Well I'm sorry, my feet got cold and you sleep with your mouth open."

I frowned. "The hell does that even mean?"

"When you exhale hot ass air comes out of your mouth and it warmed my feet, I didn't even know it was your face." She shrugged.

"Lies, you just have a foot kink." I stood up.

"Man, I should've recorded that." Summer said walking back into the bathroom and closing the door behind her.

I walked to the foot of the bed where Vanessa laid. "Apologize."

She scoffed and pulled the cover over her head. "Shut up."

I snatched the cover off of her head. "Nessa apologize."

"Y/n I will punch you in the balls." She glared up at me.

I instinctively took a step back. "Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, literally."

"Ugh I'm sorry, I just have a bad headache." She mumbled closing her eyes.

I frowned. "Are you sick?"

She shook her head. "Nope I'm in fucking Japan."

What does Japan have to do with a headache?

"W-Was that sarcasm or..." I trailed off.

She smiled. "No, just think about it."

Hmm, what about Japan gives me headaches. Anime? Yes, but I doubt that's it. Food? Possibly, but that seems unlikely.