"Dope, let me put that in my GPS" Chase says, and then we're on our way. Also I just realised, I've been in so many fucking cars holy shit. I'm sick of driving. Let's take a different vehicle for once holy shit, like a helicopter. Surely he can afford one of those fuckers. Anyways, let's skip to when we arrive! Wish me luck!
•••
About 30 minutes later, Chase drops us off at the Triplets' apartment, and lets just say I'm about to shit myself, both figuratively and literally, "Is Matt home?" I ask, holding onto my suitcase handle anxiously as Nick knocks on the door.
"Yeah, but he probably will stay in his room most the time" Nick tells me, and my heart sinks to my asshole as I hear steps approaching the door. PLEASE BE CHRISTOPHER.
The lord was on my side. "Hey!" Chris smiles, stepping aside for all of us to enter the building. Nice place. It looks empty asf though but I can't blame them.
"Hi!" I grin back at him, my face burning up, he looks so cute, trashy since he is still in his pyjamas, but cute!
"This place is amazing" Bolley says as the three of us walk through the entrance. I'm already cautiously looking around for Matt, because he could come around any corner at any time... and I'm genuinely horrified of that.
"Thanks!" Chris beams, shutting the front door behind him, "We need to go shopping for some shit today, like we have no plates or nothin".
"Bitch, did I not tell y'all to go get some plates?" Nick comments, kicking off his filthy shoes and settling down on the lounge (one of the only pieces of furniture). We all follow suite.
"Forgot" Chris shrugs.
As the boys talk amongst themselves about what needs to be bought, I'm the only one who hasn't relaxed onto the lounge, because I'm genuinely scared of seeing him. Like, I'm hoping he doesn't come out of his room (idc that he lives here) but at the same time... rip the Band-Aid off. Show yourself Matthew.
"Where's Matt?" I ask after the inner torment has gone on for too long. Well, it's only been five minutes since we got here but it's killing me.
"In his room" Chris responds, and I nod slowly, pretending I don't care about this information. If I plan my moves correctly, I'll be able to avoid him.
"Tell him he needs to take us to target" Nick tells Chris, who nods and heads upstairs. Matts upstairs, noted. I will stay downstairs. BUT WAIT HE IS GOING TO GO GET MATT! HELL NO!
My eyes widen. "Me and Bolley are staying here" I immediately say, "Also I'm about to shit all over your couch! Gotta go toilet!". I quickly find the downstairs bathroom and lock myself in it.
Puffing, I slide down against the door for dramatic effect, clutching my knees and digging my head in. Yes, I know what y'all are saying. Just face Matt. Stop being a baby ass bitch. But sometimes? It's best not to face your problems!
I type a message to Bolley to alert me when they're gone and then I start playing doodle jump. What? I know it's old but doesn't mean it ain't fucking fun. It calms me down. Soothes me.
Five minutes pass and they still haven't left for the store! Something about M*tt not being able to find his keys. Bitch where is it meant to be? Your house is empty. Fucking peel your eyes open and look.
Anyways, since I'm gonna be in here for some time I open the cabinets and start looking through them, and imagine my fucking disgust when I saw three in one shampoo, body wash and conditioner. This has M*tt written all over it. A fucking menace.
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