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Wemmbu thought it was a good day. Well.. it is! Despite Flame being a pain in the ass, he handled himself quite well today. His temperament issues were improving by leaps; he gave himself a pat on the back for that one. The tips his therapist gave him actually worked for once, fuck yeah!
Then again, he doesn't expect them to work all the time.. he hopes they do, it'd really prevent him from breaking his phone again. Don't get him wrong, he's a wealthy guy— rich family and all, but his Father— MinuteTech— isn't exactly that happy with how many phones he ‘wasted.’
It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon, nearing the school day's end, and he hasn't seen Eggchan yet. It.. worried him, but Rejoice convinced him that maybe, Egg was just sick. Bedridden. Caught a cold. Or maybe, had an emergency in their family; happened quite a lot. Then again, Rejoice has successfully told him not to worry!
Wemmbu zoned out as he sat on his desk's chair , arms on the wooden table, head laying on the arm that was on top of the other. He stared at nothing, thinking about all the possibilities as to why Egg was absent today— heck, Egg didn't even submit an excuse letter, or made him write and send one like he did before! Which to him is.. really weird.
The teacher gave them some free time, seems that the lesson ended early— his seat mate, or.. yeah, the annoying person that sat next to him finally spoke up, letting out a loud sigh, then groaning as he stretched. Feet pressing against the floor as he rocked his chair back, yawning. Wemmbu wondered, how in the world does one person sigh, groan, and yawn in one moment? He'll be damned.
" Finally, free time! " This guy, is Spoke. SpokeIsHere, to be precise; yes, like the word. Spoke as in Speak, but he didn't really like it when people related his name to that one. He gets irritated and might pull a mean prank on them, which he tried to vow he'll never do again after he pranked a teacher. Keyword, tried. He was still doing it every now and then, actually— regularly, at this point.
" Dude, what're you so quiet for? " Spoke added, leaning towards Wemmbu slightly in a teasing manner. He could only sigh at the other's enthusiasm. He lifted his head, turning to look directly at Spoke who was leaning WAY too close for comfort. He scrambled back slightly, caught off guard by the lack of space.
" Woah, dude. Personal space? " He chuckled at the end of the sentence, a small, amused grin plastered on his face as he watched Spoke's face twist from confusion, to realization, a smile, and then genuine curiosity. Wow. He can't believe this guy's mood swings!
" Personal space? Naaah, what're you thinking? Oh! Let me guess.. Eggchan? "
Wemmbu opened his mouth to object, but then, Spoke is right. He's been thinking about Egg half the day, or almost the whole day now. He went quiet, and when he did, Spoke's grin only widened. Nudging Wemmbu's shoulder as he giggled,
" Ya'think we should visit Egg? You know, to check up on him. " Spoke said out loud with such excitement, but that caused the others to look over them, which Wemmbu elbowed Spoke on the liver— earning a loud groan from him.
" First of all, stay quiet, bro. Second, yes, we'll visit Egg, but why do you need to come? It's not like you and him are close. "
Wemmbu rambled on, the sequence of sentences made Spoke dumbfounded. He legitimately looked left and right, then back at Wemmbu with a sneaky smirk.
" What? I can't visit a friend? "
" ?? He's your frie– "
Before Wemmbu could continue, Spoke interrupted him.
" Yuh, he's my friend, dude. Like.. bros! Dude, he helped me with my assignments! So we're friends! "
Well, Spoke had a point. Egg practically treated his seatmate like a friend, now. Sharing assignments so he didn't fail, like he did with Wemmbu when he struggled with some.
" Alright, fine, bro. "
Wemmbu couldn't resist at all, and he'll be honest, it's quite nice to have someone like Spoke. Even if he's annoying and won't stop bothering him, he locks in when Wemmbu needs some advice.. well.. rarely...
Usually, he'd go to Parrot for advice but him and Wifies normally hang out in the library, one of Wemmbu's most disliked places, not because it's boring but because.. it's too quiet. It is, however, one of Eggchan's favourite hang out spots, not because it's boring— again, but because it's quiet and has a lot of books he can read and study.
Spoke engaged in a conversation with Mapicc, leaving Wemmbu to his thoughts alone. Not long after, the loud ring of the school bell could be heard, and classes were dismissed. He packed up his things, grabbing the book on his desk, ready to place it in his locker— yes— the lockers were inside the classroom.
While returning his book in the locker, he felt an arm wrap around his shoulder. A bit startled, he looked to his side and.. yep, Spoke. He sighed internally, he actually meant it when he said he'll come with Wemmbu, huh? " Sooo.. where's Eggchan's house? " He asked, and Wemmbu just stared at him,
" I thought you knew. " Wemmbu's words left his mouth, and Spoke pulled away, whistling— yep, he didn't know. He sighed and locked the locker, pocketing the keys before making his way to the exit of the classroom. Spoke followed behind.. why is he even— he's bored, isn't he? That's why he wants to come with him.
Well, he can't really make him go away. He just started walking, and walking.. and before he knew it, he found himself in front of Egg's house.. well, the gate. The protective wall was painted with a beautiful gold, reflecting what light hit it off. The doorbell was attached to one of the pillars, and surrounding the house were bushes of all sorts— their front yard, though he couldn't see It as a whole, was still beautiful if you took a peek from the gate.
Eggchan was stupidly rich. He never admitted it, but there was only so much denial a person could get away with. Sure, Wemmbu's house was bigger. Sure, his family had more money. But standing in front of Egg's house, those differences suddenly felt a lot smaller.
But something was.. missing, something? Someone—
...
Oh.
Spoke.
Damn it.
The street behind him was empty. Quite relieved, though he doesn't know if it was a good thing or not. He wanted to meet Egg by himself anyways. He looked back at the house before shuffling his feet to get closer to the doorbell, and it rung.
Not the usual sound.. it was— kind of a pleasing rhythm. High pitched yet does not hurt the ears, the flow was smooth and danced from one ear to another. Overall, it was nice. For him, that is. He doesn't know about the others opinions— he doesn't care.
Soon enough, the doors of the house opened— though, rather slowly. A head perked out of the gap and he waved, that's Eggchan. He smiled, relieved that his best friend is safe from harm and is just at home. Egg approached him, he was wearing white pajamas with blue stars as its design, the fabric was silk and looked quite comfortable. Oh. And he wore fish-themed slippers too. Fluffy ones, damn.
He gave a smile back to Wemmbu before unlocking the gate, pulling one inside to let him in.
" What're you doing here, bro? "
Eggchan spoke, staring at him with those eyes he was so used to— a perfect tint of ocean blue that shimmered with something mysterious. His headwings were tucked against his hair, camouflaging perfectly. If Wemmbu didn't know that he was an angel, he would've probably concluded that his hair was just fluffy as fuck. So fluffy that you couldn't even see his eyes well. Unlike Wemmbu, who had horns that couldn't blend in as well, they were black with hints of dark purple. Damn it.
" Just checking on you. Why'd you go absent today? "
He asked with a curious tone, the bag he carried felt a bit heavy, so he set it down next to his feet on the concrete floor. Egg tilted his head and his smile widened. Chuckling, a hand on his side.
" I'm.. fine, Wemm, just a bit sick. "
" Really? Dude, you really are fragile. "
Egg glanced at him, well, you can't really tell because of his hair, yeah? Anyways. After a few seconds of silence, Wemmbu couldn't help but snicker.
" Bro. I am not that fragile. "
" D'alriiiight.. Didn't you get a fever, like, a week ago? "
" That was a week ago, dude. "
Wemmbu felt amused at his friend's denial. Though, in all seriousness, Eggchan can get sick easily. That's why he has medicine with him at all times, even in school and back. Though, he was just glad that his friend is safe.
Eggchan invited him to go inside the house and have some snacks, well, who's be insane enough to reject? Not him! He willingly
stepped inside the cozy home!
Well, this day went.. really good.
...
For Wemmbu, that is.