Stream Midnight. Enjoy the chapter.

Also please go check out the sequel to F.A.F, it's called U.M and I'm working really hard on it so far I've published the prologue + chapter one but more will be coming soon so please please go read it thank you.

Seriously stream Midnight.

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WildHoe: I can't find John's phone and I'm lowkey concerned bc I never moved it from my dresser so where tf did it go

Jon: actually now that you mention it I haven't seen Evan's phone in a while either but I'm pretty sure I just misplaced it

Jon: I like looking at the lock screen heh

WildHoe: John's phone is dead and idk where he put his charger so I just leave it in one place really

Four07: wait

Four07: the phones are missing???

Four07: suspicious

WildHoe: or maybe??? We're just stupid???? Not everything has to be a conspiracy theory ya know

Jon: bUT every time we think it's nothing it turns into something?????

Moo: it's three in the afternoon

Four07: what does that have to do with anything

Moo: it means you people won't let me sleep at night or during the day bc y'all are always over reacting about one thing or another

Jon: what can we say we're a low budget tv show

WildHoe: we are this close to getting a pilot episode don't hate on our dreams just yet

Jon: at least give us 14 seasons

LuKe: who tf is gonna sit through 14 seasons of your bullshit

JigglyKoala: whoever made the stupid decision to be your friend

LuKe: I'll wait

JigglyKoala: for what?

JigglyKoala: oh wait nvm

JigglyKoala: so missing phones huh? What's that about?

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M E A N W H I L E

LOCATION: MELBOURNE AIRPORT

TIME: 8:23 PM

Lucas glanced around as he reached what he believed to be the main part of the airport. He passed the baggage claim, clutching the handle of his suitcase that rolled along beside him. His phone was stowed away somewhere inside of it, out his mind- which was primarily focused on finding who he was looking for.

People bustled around him, a few jostling his shoulders with passports and boarding passes clutched in their hands. Others constantly checked their watches as they hurried along, borderline running over to TSA while their suitcases screeched against the tile flooring. Various accents and ethnicities surrounded him as he continued looking for his friend. His backpack weighed on his shoulders with every passing second. Children screamed as they dashed about, fawning over things they had either missed or had never seen before.

He had underestimated just how big the airport in Melbourne was, glancing outside to see all the cars that were patiently waiting for someone while others dropped people off.

"Lucas! Lucas!" The voice startled him, making him stop in his tracks as someone hugged him from behind. He yelped in surprise as he was released so he could see who it was, his grip leaving his suitcase as he immediately recognized who it was. He pulled Fitz into another tight hug, not noticing the others that followed behind him, just less enthusiastic. "Good to see you, buddy." Fitz said, patting his back comfortingly.

At last, Lucas took notice of the small group Fitz had brought with him. "Oh," He began to pull away, "who're your friends?" His head tilted in confusion.

Recognition crossed Fitz's face. "Right! Lucas, this is Toby," he points to a boy who wore a soft pink hoodie and ripped black jeans, his boxy frame glasses sat half-way up his nose and his honey-colored was slightly covering the left lens. Lucas smiled his greeting while Fitz continued to introduce everyone. "That's Mason," he pointed to a younger looking kid, who wore sweats and a plain white hoodie with the hood pulled up over his head. "Matt." Another boy who was nearly as tall and lanky as Fitz himself, dressed in a plain white tee and black, unripped jeans. Fitz looked around, confused for a second before turning to Toby. "Where're Swags and Jay?"

Toby shrugged. "I think Jay said something about edibles and you know how Swagger is." He pushed his hair back. "Nice to meet you, Lucas." Toby spoke softly before turning back to Fitz. "Can we go get milkshakes now? Mason's getting antsy because he left his phone in the car."

Already Mason was beginning to shuffle impatiently in his spot, fiddling with the strings of his hoodie. Fitz let out a sigh. "Yeah, sure. Come on, guys. Lucas, let me help you with your bags."

"No, it's fine Cam I can help him." Matt spoke up, smiling as he took Lucas' suitcase while Lucas gripped the straps of his backpack, letting out a quiet 'thanks.' "It's not a problem, dude." For a second, Matt's voice reminded him of something, but the feeling quickly went away. Just like that, the small group took off towards the entrance of the airport, Lucas taking up the back as the four boys began to joke around and talk to one another.

An unsettling feeling was in the pit of his stomach as he walked, fearful of not knowing what was going to happen next. He knew that Jordan would've noticed his disappearance by now, and his friends back home could be in serious danger without them even knowing. He glanced over at Fitz, who smiled at a joke that Toby had just made, and he frowned a little. Of all the people he could've messaged, why did he have to message Fitz?

He didn't want to have to drag him into this all over again.

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Four07: remind me why we added you back again?

WildHoe: bc you can't live without me

Jon: no it's bc /something/ is going on and we can't afford to separate at a time like this

JigglyKoala: forgive me, but, wdym something is going on??

Jon: the missing phones, Lucas disappearing, the bigger picture that we've been trying to figure out for so long??

Jon: wait nvm you haven't been here that long

LuKe: So, you mean to tell me you have a whole conspiracy going on here and you just failed to communicate it?

OhMNOM: excuse me what??

LuKe: yea like since when was this a thing?

Moo: tbh it's been going on since the first day we created this chat

ChokingIsMyKink: since before this degrading name was ever a thought

WildHoe: ur a thot

Moo: Tyler this is /not/ the time

BasicallyIGetFucked: Wait honestly yeah this thing has been going on since day one if you think about it.

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Now showing private messages between Four07 and Jon

Four07: are you ready?

Jon: depends, is everyone else ready?

Four07: yea I just texted them, everything is ready we're just waiting on you

Jon: yea, ok

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