✌︎ ♫︎ 𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓜𝓲𝓪𝓶𝓲 ♫︎ ✌︎

《𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓜𝓲𝓪𝓶𝓲 - Part Eight》

Author: AWWW HE'S SO CUTE 👆🏾

With that big twig body..

And that big head...

And that smile..

And his breath smelling like death..

No wonder why people pass out when he's around-

For some reason, I think scary people are adorable 😮‍💨

Am sorry for not uploading like..last Saturday or sunday-

I am ✨️Depressed✨️

And when I'm depressed, I tend to forget some things..and sleep.

And probably eat. More than I do.

And feel lazy

And on some days stop eating, which leads to constipation-

..

(If that was TMI, am sorreh.)

And listen to nostalgic music

And on some days when I feel very depressed..

I spend the night in the closet.

And yes, I have social anxiety 😒

Mine usually lasts up to..eh..

3 months.

And im talking about the depression, not the anxiety.

Right now, this is the 1st month.

My room is cold as fuck 😃

Even turned off the fan and shut the windows..

Looks like I made the mini Antarctica-

ANYWAYS ENJOY THIS CHAPTER!
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*As they get back*

DogDay: *opens the door*

Kickin: *lays down on the couch*

Bubba: *leans back in the beanbag*

DogDay: *grabs a cup of water*

Kickin: Maybe we can just do the mystery tomarrow?

DogDay: No. It should start today.

Kickin: IM TIRED-

Bubba: NO ONE CARES.

DogDay: EXACTLY.

Kickin: and I thought yall were my friends..

DogDay: Tch. You wish.

Kickin: whatever. *he puts on his airpods and listens to music*

*DogDay walks into the bedroom and lays on his bed, watching a romantic movie*

Bonnequisha: im sorry for cheating on you..

Kamunk: It's okay, babeh..as they say in Kamunkarunka..

Pareces un montón de mierda de perro.

Bonnequisha: *sniffles* I don't understand what that means..but I think it means something positive..

Kamunk: Im glad you don't baby..now let's fuck till dawn..

*the two are about to kiss, until the channel changes into the news*

DogDay: OH COME ON.

News Reporter: SHUT UP BOY.

BE LOOKING LIKE A PISS LOVER.

DogDay: FOR YOUR INFORMATION, MR. UHH..

MATUNKAFUNKA..

News Reporter: IT'S MARUNKUKA

DogDay: JUST KNOW THAT I WILL BEAT YOU TO EXTINCTION, EVEN IF IT MEANS GETTING ON THAT GODDAMN STATI-

Bubba: *opens the door* Bro, can you keep it down?

DogDay: *sighs* fine.

Bubba: Thanks, man. *he closes the door*

DogDay: *looks at the tv* This ain't over.

News Reporter: UHM. I THINK IT'S OVER FOR YOU.

DogDay: WHAT YOU MEAN BY THAT?

News Reporter: BECAUSE THE HOTEL YOU AT IS ON INVESTIGATION AND ON FIRE.

DogDay: On what now-

*the Firefighters bust the door open*

Kickin: *takes off his headphones* HAVE YOU EVER HEARS OF KNOCKING?

Firefighter: WE DON'T NEED TO. NOW COME ON.

*Bubba opens the bedroom door*

Bubba: DUDE. WE GOTTA GO. STOP CHATTING TO THE TV.

DogDay: I can't..

Bubba: OKAY FINE. BE A CHINESE DELICACY.

DogDay: ugh. Fine..

*the two run out of the hotel*

Kickin: *he grabs his airpods and 8 electronics*

Bubba: COME ON KICKIN! LEAVE THEM.

Kickin: NO. THEY MY BABIES..

Bubba: IT'S NOT LIKE YOU GOT A PHONE PREGNANT. NOW COME ON!

Kickin: *he quickly grabs his devices and heads out the door*

*the rest of the people in the hotel head out, even thr prototype and CatNap*

*the prototype runs out of the building and into the street, carrying CatNap and dropping a match of lighters

*the rest watch as the firefighters take out the fire*

Bubba: *sits on the concrete ground* I wonder who caused that fire..

DogDay: Eh. Might be that bald news reporter on tv.

Kickin: Possibly. I swore I saw my eyes burning..

Bubba: I guess we have to return home then..*gets up*

DogDay: No.

When I said we were going to find out who or where that..CatNap person is..

We are going to find him.

No matter what it takes..