~☀︎{seven minutes in heaven is all I need when I get with him}☀︎~
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*in griefer’s crib… kyoko and finn mccool walked into griefer’s room first as you and griefer followed from behind*
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*kyoko spotted the piles of empty witch brews and bloxy colas in the corner of griefer’s room*
**kyoko**: “woah.. your room got even messier.. you should clean it sometime griefer..”
*kyoko giggled as she spoke, her tone teasing*
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*griefer rolled his eyes at kyoko’s comment as he crossed his arms before he spoke up, his tone dripping with annoyance*
“1ts my r00m. I can d0 whatever I W4nt in it-”
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*finn mccool spoke up not letting griefer finish his sentence*
**finn**: “yeah yeah whatever dude… let’s just play a game or something I’m bored as hell right now… how about 7 minutes in heaven?”
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*griefer protested the annoyance more clearer in his tone as he spoke*
“H3LL N0. What 1f the bottle l4nds on THAT **PUNK**, that m3ans I have t0 be stuck 1n the cl0set with TH3M.” *he pointed at you the look of annoyed on his face, it’s almost like he was hiding the fact that he hoped it would happen.*
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*kyoko smirked almost like she saw griefer cover up his flustered demeanor by replacing it with his usual tough and annoyed nature*
**kyoko**: “oh cmon brad don’t be such a party pooper! We’ll only play one round then if that makes it up to you?”
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*griefer’s annoyance grew stronger as kyoko smirked at him plus called him by his **real name**, but instead of letting out a snarky complaint he finally agreed for once*
“F1NE F1N3 whatev3r… only 0ne r0und.”
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*as finn placed down the bottle, kyoko signaled you to spin it, You hesitated but spun the bottle anyway nervously… the bottle spun around but eventually it begins to slow down and stop infront of…. Griefer? THE **town bully?** ever since you moved to turitopulis he started picking on you daily…. Welp.. I guess no turning back now..*
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*you and griefer were pushed into a closet by the others, the sound of footsteps became distant, the only noises were kyoko’s giggles and you and griefer’s breathing*
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*the tension between you two was tense, as you two were just stuck in a closet together for **seven** whole minutes. You could hear griefer mumble something as his cheeks slowly turned red. He was avoiding eye contact*
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“Y0U STUP1D PUNK…I H4TE YOU…”
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*his voice dripping with annoyance yet it has a flustered edge to it as he fidgeted with his green leather jacket nervously*
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