??IF WHITTY'S OWNER WANTS THIS TAKEN DOWN, ILL TAKE IT DOWN IMMEDIATELY.??
He's their oc, and I don't wanna make them uncomfortable by this, so I definitely won't mind.
SO SOCK.CLIP, IF YOU EVER STUMBLE UPON THIS AND WANT IT DOWN, HMU
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I smirked at myself as I got ready in the mirror. Gotta look cool like the sick person I am right? In the corner of my eye, I noticed Whitty just standing there. He was dressed in the clothes i had found him, so pretty presentable i guess?
"Ay Whitty" I called him, making him turn his gaze to me. "You ready bro? We're leaving in a few!" I began putting all my stuff together, like my keys and mic. I could tell he was still nervous about something.
Yeah, no. Fuck that.
I slid a gun into my pocket. Fuck with Whitty, you gonna get shot.
(Town's gun law is pretty basic. You can carry a gun, and use it for self defense.. UNLIKE PICO JUST WAVING THAT SHIT-)
"Ok ready!" I exclaimed with a cheerful smile and lead him to the car. Almost forgetting how tall he was, i had to have him sit in the back seat.
Whatever.. windows back there were far more tinted so nobody could look in there even if they tried. "Wanna grab something to eat after? I'll get you whatever!" I said as I got the car started and began pulling out of the driveway. "Icecream.. I kinda wanna try it" He said, trying to get comfortable in the backseat. Position he was in looked extremely uncomfortable. "And Icecream you shall get, Whits!" I agreed, cause I mean.. its the least I could do for him.
I parked sorta close to the club. Quicker way out in case everything got shitty in there. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out a water bottle and began chugging it.
That's when I realized, choking on my water. That cloud man was at the last Friday night funk.. I doubt he'd go to the try outs unless he wanted to tryout himself, so I could only pray he didn't sing like me and Whitty.
"You ok?" Whitty questioned with genuine concern. I was coughing like a damn mad man so I understood why. "Y-yeAh- *C O U G H* IT WENT DOWN THE WRON- *C O U G H I N G* HOLe" I wheezed out, gasping for air. When I caught it, I finally realized that Whitty needed my help getting out. "O-oh shit sorry here i come!" I quickly jumped out if the car, stuffing my keys in my pocket and opening the door.
He had to get out legs first then the rest of him. "Ok ok let's go!!" I grabbed his hand, barely giving him time to close the door and made my way inside. Before going in, he made sure to slip his hoodie over his head. It didn't help much, but it did hide his fuse so nobody could tell what he physically was.
There were at least 30 people inside and 4 people trying out, now 5 including myself. "Find a seat, buddy, ill be back stage till they call me out. Then, ill blow your mind" I jokingly winked at him, making him look away. "Here to try out? 抖阴社区 down your name and go up on stage! You'll be our last person on stage" The judge called me over and hand me a pen and the sign up sheet.
I did everything as said and waved to whitty with a dorky smile on my face.
No one's pov.
Whitty stares up at the stage, feeling extremely anxious. Every few seconds he'd look back at the door as if he was expecting one of those groups to break the door down and take him away. He could only pray that this event ended soon, as he only came here to support his new friend.
His anxiety worsens by second. 'There wouldn't be any way to know im here, they couldn't just find out that easy could they?' The poor bomb thought to himself as he looked down at his hands.
"Number 2! Come on out!" The judges called. It was getting harder for him to focus now, as the anxiety was real.
Thats when he said fuck it and exited the building. 'I'll make it back in time for your part, y/n' Whitty thought to himself as he made his way into the alley way. He made it to the wall furthest back.
"Hey, bf.. wasn't that that rockstar guy?" Gf shook bf's shoulder and pointed at the doors where whitty exit at. "Beep? Beep bo be bop??"(Whitty? The guy i didn't get to battle last time??) Bf whisper yelled. "Yeah! Maybe its your chance?" Gf said with a sweet smile, but bf was already on it and out the door. "Oh geez.." Gf sighed and got her stuff together and followed behind him.
Whitty was standing by the dumpsters in the very back, his eyes closed as he tried to get rid of that anxiety. He heard footsteps running towards him making his eyes snap open. "W-Who-" Whitty questioned, as he was about to get ready to run. A short, blue haired.. kid? He couldn't tell. "Oh its just you.. and your friend." Whitty said as he noticed the girl standing behind them. "Beep skdoo bop peebo ah! Beep bebo o!"(I'm the best singer at the Friday night funk! I challenge you to a battle!) Bf exclaimed in his funny words.
"Now..? I'm trying not to get caught.. Plus I have to get back to my friend soon." Whitty explains nervously. "I'll have to declin-" Whitty noticed the gf getting her speaker set up.
Whitty could feel his whole body burning.
These two were gonna get him caught..
AYEE, NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE OUT TODAY TOO, BUT A BIT LATER! Fun fact, I fell asleep 3 times while writing this and it's the only reason why it came out so late. ITS A HABIT, I APOLOGIZE!
Also.. Sock?...
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I don't think they read this one but I guess that means I don't have to take it down? Pretty great, cause I'm literally addicted to writing this book! But if they are reading it, HOPE YOU'RE ENJOYING IT!
