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An obnoxious, loud, beeping sound plays from his cheap alarm. It sounds worse now that it's glitchy and damaged.
Sadly, that's his alarm... he didn't care to buy an alarm, but his roommate, Noli, did, and it's cheap as hell.
007n7 wakes up to the noise the alarm seems to be making. He sits up and looks around. It's still dark outside, "Noli and these cheap-ass alarms. I swear," he said to the empty room. He's convinced Noli bought these alarms as torture devices. Oh well. might as well stay up now, after all, it's hard for him to go back to sleep. he knows he's going to be tired when it's time to walk to his first day of school, instead of driving. If only he had decided to get his license.
Oh, wait- he had tried to get his license, but he must have been too high on drugs or something. He remembers having to pay damages. He crashed into Builder Brothers Pizza. He can't really remember much after that. probably weed again. him and his terrible addictions...
Now, personally, to Seven, Seven doesn't have a bad life. He has a job at Bloxy King. He makes 10 dollars an hour, and he has friends... well, a friend.
And that makes sense. he has a terrible reputation. He's pretty sure he's known as the "Hacker who can't drive" or some shit.
He gets out of bed and walks into the kitchen. He looks around. No sign of Noli. He walks towards the fridge, planning to get some milk. Before he opens it, he notices there's a new note on the fridge. "Hey 7n7, I went to the store to do some early shopping. Try to do something while I'm gone. I know you'll so obviously miss me. -Love, noli," he sighs, crumpling the note and tossing it in the trash. He walks to the medicine cabinet and looks for some painkillers. He has some pain in his left leg and plans to make it feel numb. He finds one. That's odd. They had a full bottle yesterday. He just bought that. He groans and turns around to see another note. "Also, I 'borrowed' the pills from you; they're in my pocket. Sorry, but I can't have you overdosing on painkillers today. But- I left you one in case you need some. -Again, sorry not sorry, Noli." This motherfucker. Noli's probably off taking them himself.
He leaves the bathroom, flops on the couch, and opens Noli's laptop. If he takes the painkillers, it's only fair if he gets the laptop. He goes to watch some porn, after all, Noli owes him. Before he can type anything, Noli walks in with the groceries. "0h, s-sev3n, y0-0-u'r3 up. th0ug7 y-y0u w0-uld st1ll b3 sl33p1ng." Clearly, he didn't because, if he did, he wouldn't have left those notes. "Noli. Give. me. the. fucking. painkillers." Seven says, in an angry tone. He looks mad. (no shit)
"That's n0 w-4y to t4lk t-t0 y0ur b3st fri3nd m-m4n," Noli says as he starts to slowly back away. Seven keeps walking forward. towards noli.. "b-b3 @ g00d b-b0y? f0r m3?" And then he bites Noli's arm. "0W W-WH@T TH3 F### 1S WR0NG W1TH Y0U"
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At school
Noli now has a bandage on his arm, thanks to 007n7. He's clearly acting differently. Usually, he doesn't even bite. Noli waves to 7n7 as he parts ways with him. oh right. Noli is in a different class. For the first time, the duo was separated.
Maybe for the best, seven thinks he might bite Noli again, and this time not on his arm.
He keeps walking before crashing into the guy, knocking the guy and himself over. "Watch where you're going-" Seven looks up, and the words die in his throat. "Not this guy," he thought to himself silently.
It's Elliot.
He and Elliot have a very, very, veeeerrryyy distant relationship after the car crash last week. That's how he met Elliot. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," Elliot says, groaning. "Nice to see you here, Elliot," 007n7 says with a devilish grin, his tail wagging back and forth behind him. he then stands back up.
Elliot rolls his eyes and pushes him, not enough for him to fall. "What are you doing here anyway? Who in their right mind let you in?"
007n7 lets out a giggle. "The school did well.. Whaaatt~ do you think I would break in here?" Elliot crosses his arms and looks at him. "Yes. That's EXACTLY what I thought. Because who lets a person..." he looks 007n7 up and down "like this... in this school."
That actually is a good question. Before 7n7 could answer with a smart-ass comeback, the school bell rang. Time for class.
He follows Elliot. he walks into the classroom. It smells like stale chalk and ...rich kid cologne?. He sits down in his seat and puts his feet on the desk. "Maybe I should apologise to Elliot..." while he thinks, a boy with grey hair, and Is way too overdressed for a classroom, wearing a fedora, walks up to him.
"Gamble, gamble," the boy says.
(What the fuck is wrong with this kid?) Seven thinks to himself.
"Sorry, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Chance. What's your name, pretty boy?" Chance says while flipping his coin. 007n7 looks around.
"Wait, are you talking to me?" 007n7 says, slightly shocked. Chance snickers. "Obviously, duh, who else would I be talking to. I'm looking right at you."
How does chance expect him to see his eyes?! Chance fucking has shades on... They're literally hiding his eyes. "Are you fucking stupid?" 007n7 says, not loud enough for others to hear. "Well, personally, I prefer not to think that. "I think I'm pretty smart", Chance says, grinning.
It appears that Chance has a bulletproof ego.
He remembers that his goal was to make friends. He might as well introduce himself.
Here goes nothing. "Well, chance, my name is 007n7. But if that's not fancy enough for your liking, " he smirks, "call me seven."
"seven. Like the lucky number? That's cool. But you dont look lucky," Chance says.
007n7 flips the chance off before turning around, grabbing his phone, and starts scrolling through his fyp.
No one else disturbed him.
The teacher then walks in. The teacher looks like a black thing with a fancy ass hat. "Hello ~. My name is Mr. spectre, and I will be teaching your class."
007n7 and the others groan. This is going to be a Long day.
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After school
When the final bell rang, 007n7 left the classroom as fast as he could. Since he no longer has a car and can't drive, he has to walk home. While he could teleport, he's not in the mood, and his GUI is glitchier than usual. Better safe than sorry.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that walking home meant a higher chance of running into Elliot.
Seven kept his tail wrapped tightly against his leg while walking. Someone taps his shoulder. The guy he's been trying to avoid all day. Elliot.
"You're walking home today? thought you would just. I don't know, fucking teleport or something." 007n7 rolls his eyes. "I would, but my GUI is acting up today. So I'm forced to walk"
Elliot laughs at that, "serves you right."
007n7 glares at him, "explain to me why you're following me" 007n7 growls. "Unless... you want my phone number?"
Elliot rolls his eyes. "Fuck no, you creep. We are neighbours, and I can't drive because you burned MY car". You know, somewhere he remembers he did that.
007n7 refuses to stop and decides to keep asking for Elliot's number. After 10 minutes, he finally gets it.
"Does that mean we're friends now?" 007n7 says happily. "No," Elliot says.
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At 007n7's house
It's 4 pm. Noli isn't home yet because he has after-school activities. coding lessons or something...
He hates it when Noli has coding classes; it's really boring without him.
He doesn't know what to do. While he's thinking, chance sends him a text.
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(boys group chat)
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Chance🎲: HEY guys, I know it's a bit early to ask, but do you want..2 come 2 my party :3? @seven, @pizzaelliot, @guest_1337, @donsonnelino
Chance🎲: It starts at 5 :D. Text me back, guys
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He got put in this group chat. He also wonders who the other two people in the group chat are. Maybe he'll meet them at the party.
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(boys group chat)
Elliot: Yeah, sure wtv
seven: kys. (no bu FUCK YES I'LL BE THERE)
guest1337: I'll be there.
sonnelino: mk
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Well, that's settled. seems everyone will be going. seems like it's going to be chaotic.
007n7 starts to get dressed.
He also brings some chips. peace offerings, specifically for Elliot, in case he gets too mad.
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At the party
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Seven walks into Chance's mansion. Sure is bigger than he thought it would be. How does he even own a house at 17? How old is Chance? He's never thought to ask. Chance walks up to 007n7, interrupting his thoughts, "Heyyy, sev, you actually came to the party?" Chance is slurring his words and stumbling with each step. "How fucking drunk are you?" 007n7 asks. He's concerned for Chance, but Chance insists that he's fine and walks off.
He starts walking around, looking for the bathroom. He accidentally bumps into Elliot. and knocks them both over again. "Oh, for fucks sake-" he opens his eyes and sees Elliot looking back at him. "Must be fate asking us to run into each other again."
Elliot glares at him. "Are you seriously following me? Is that your new hobby?"
"lol, no. You fucking wish. I'm looking for the bathroom, but I got lost on the way." The house is huge, and Chance didn't give him or anyone any instructions or a map around the house. Considering how he said gamble gamble to greet someone for the first time, it seems like something chance would do...
Elliot stands up and takes 007n7's chips. "Fuck you." Elliot says before flipping his hair and walking off. Man Elliot sure is fucking annoying.
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