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𝗁𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗅'𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗏
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"Haz, what the actual fuck?" Asked Will as I answered his phone call.
"What?" I replied
"Your instagram comment! About not getting a goodnight kiss! The fuck was that about?" He exclaimed, raising his voice a bit
"Jesus, Will, calm down. It's not that big of a deal!" I said
"No, but it is! It is a big deal because we have fans who are now freaking out, Hazel!" He said
"The fans are being dramatic and you know that, Will! I don't know why you're freaking out on me here when this just really isn't my fault! You know damn well I have no control over my fans." I yelled
"Yeah, well, maybe if you didn't post shit like that all the time, they would be more under control!" He cried
"Shit like what, Wilbur?" I snapped
"I don't know, like, flirty shit! You know you do it, don't even deny it," He replied
"Oh my fucking god, I can't with this. You're acting ridiculous." I groaned
"What, ridiculous of me to not want random strangers speculating about my love life on the internet?" He said
"Yeah, it is a little ridiculous! We've been friends for years, fans have shipped us for years, Will. This is the first I'm hearing of you being uncomfortable with it and you're fucking blowing up on me!" I sighed
"Well I haven't been uncomfortable up until now," He snapped
"And how the fuck was I supposed to know that?" I retorted
"I don't know, Haz! Just- god, this is stupid." He sighed
