chapter 3 • hold hands as i shove their faces into the same toilet bowl

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𝐈 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃

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𝐈 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃.







junior rolled his eyes for the 5th time.

god, he's so fucking annoying.

junior and i fought at the dinner table for another half an hour.

bree decided enough was enough, and they left with an awkward goodbye.

i texted my chauffeur, and asked him to pick me up.

jake and i watched the car drive away.

i pointed the middle finger at junior, and jake did the same.

"binxie!" jake said, calling out to his cat.

he set down a bowl of food.

"i think i'm gonna home now. i'll see you at school, tomorrow?" i questioned.

"oh, yeah." jake nodded.

suddenly, grunting came from upstairs, as if something had crashed.

jake and i gave each-other a confused look.

we ran up the stairs, and into his room.

"what the fuck are you doing?" i questioned, running into the bedroom behind jake.

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘, junior wheelerWhere stories live. Discover now