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thursday
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dec 10th, 2025
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9:17 PM / 21:17
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alex
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"I hate myself," I sighed, Luna rolling her eyes.

"Check your fucking phone," she smirked as I cautiously picked up my phone.

One message from: Luna

Luna: /1 image attached/

"Luna— what the fuck?" I laughed as she wiggled her eyebrows at me.

"I fucking hate you," I threw a pretzel at her, which she somehow caught in her mouth.

"Hey fags, can you be any louder?" Raven burst through the door of Luna's room.

"Would you like us to be?" Luna challenged as Raven rolled her eyes, walking away.

"CLOSE THE—"SLAM!"

"Alright then, that salty ass bitch," Luna muttered under her breath.

"True. Very true."

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friday
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dec 10th, 2025
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8:34 PM / 20:34
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mikey
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"You should let me dye your hair pink again," (Y/N) smirked, climbing on top of me.

"No. Not again. I will never dye my hair pink again." 

"Seriously? Purple? Blue? Red? Green?"

"Why are you trying to turn me into my brother? And green doesn't look good on anybody."

"First of all, only one of the colors I listed Gerard had as a hair color. And I don't know, I think certain people can pull off green hair."

"Fair enough, but no."

"But why not?"

"I like my hair blond!"

"Please?" (Y/N) whined, her left hand traveling downwards and popping the button on my skinny jeans.

"Nope," I protested, buttoning my jeans back up.

"Please?" She unbuttoned my jeans once again.

"No, (Y/N)."

This continued for a few more minutes.

"Please?" She once again, unbuttoned my jeans.

"Okay, is this about hair dye or sex?"

"...I'm okay with either, to be honest," she mumbled.

"Well too fucking bad," I sat up straight.

"Wh— the one time where you aren't begging me to have sex with you and you won't have sex with me???"

"Okay first of all, do not lie, this is not the only time."

"Not the point, Mikes."

"So.. Gerard may have made a bet with me."

"What fucking bet??"

"He would give me his signed Morrissey CD if I didn't have sex with you for a week."

"Mikey."

"What?"

"I hate you so fucking much right now," she rolled her eyes, climbing off of me and laying next to me.

"You always hate me, what is the difference from now and ten minutes ago?"

"Ten minutes ago I was not aware that I can't have sex with you for a week?"

"Five days left, actually."

"Yeah, well, I still hate you."

"You always hate me, (Y/N)."

"No I don't!"

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8:41 PM / 20:41
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gerard + (Y/N)
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(Y/N): I hate you so much

Gee: why

Gee: I didn't steal any poptarts I swear

(Y/N): did you make a bet with Mikey?

Gee: OH

Gee: whoops

(Y/N): GERARD YOU FUCKING RAT

Gee: oh fuck off you horny bastard

Gee: just try to get him to have sex with you or something

Gee: why do you think I bet my Morrissey CD

Gee: that horny bitch would probably crack if you just took off your shirt

(Y/N): heck

(Y/N): I'm still mad at you

Gee: thanks love you too (Y/N) !

(Y/N): heck bye

Gee: bye

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11:29 PM / 23:29
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mikey + gerard
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Poptart Supplier: hey there

POPTART STEALER: you lost the bet didn't you

Poptart Supplier: how dare you just assume that

POPTART STEALER: did I assume correctly?

Poptart Supplier: ...

Poptart Supplier: goodnight

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saturday
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dec 11th, 2025
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9:34 AM / 09:34
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(Y/N)
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"Why are you the reason I no longer wake up before eight AM?" I groaned, walking into the living room.

"I don't know. Alex was blowing your phone up all night after you fell asleep," Mikey shrugged, eating a cookie.

"Oh?" I walked up to him, grabbing the chocolate chip cookie from him and walking away.

"Hey! I was eating that!"

"It was very obvious so, Mikey," I stated, walking into our room to grab my phone.

(29) Missed calls from Lexie

Lexie: BITCH ANSWER MY DAMN CALLS

Lexie: W E  N E E D  T O  T A L K

Lexie: AIDENS MOM JUST CALLED ME

Lexie: PLEASE

Lexie: FUCKING ANSWER ME

...

Okay then...

Calling Lexie...

Connecting...

"(Y/N)!"

It sounded like she had been crying, and still was.

"What— don't fucking yell at me, goddamn," I muttered, walking back into the living room to steal another cookie from Mikey.

"AIDENS MOM CALLED ME YESTERDAY!!!"

"The blue Gatorade kid— okay?"

Mikey looked up at me once I entered the room, guarding the cookies he had.

I rolled my eyes at the boy, sitting next to him.

"What's so fucking important about Aiden, Alex."

"AIDEN JOINED THE FUCKING MILITARY!"

"Shit, okay."

"NONONO, HE BECAME A MARINE WHEN HE WAS 18! HE DIED A FEW DAYS AGO, IN FUCKING IRAN, (Y/N)!"

Oh shit.