“Eugh, I need sleep.” I think as I flop down into my bed, as I'd been working for nearly twelve hours straight. And before you ask, yes there was a lot of coffee involved. Just as I was about to drift off into my usually dreamless or nightmare plagued sleep I feel a vibration in my coat pocket. Sitting up and taking out my phone I look to see who it is. It's Yuuri, wonder what he's still doing up at this hour, as I had thought he'd gone to bed hours ago. With a sigh I answer “Hai Yuuri, sore ha nan desu ka?” I ask, the tiredness evident in my tone of voice. He makes a sharp inhaling noise “watashi ha jiko de daidokoro no yuka chuu no hyouhaku zai wo koboshi te nai de kanou sei ga ari masu.” He explains and I take the phone away from my ear for a moment and facepalm before putting it back in place “Why the heck did you spill bleach all over the kitchen?” I ask as its a remarkably stupid feat even for him, not that he's a stupid person or anything, just can make some not very thought through decisions. “Will you just come over and help me clean it up or not?!” I think it over for a second “Only if you do something for me in return.” He agrees to the terms and tells me to come over as quick as I can. Looks like I won't be getting any sleep tonight either. Grabbing my keys I rush out the door into the night, the streets lit by flickering lampposts and the spots of moonlight shining down over the quiet town and countryside as I make my way to the compound.
Knocking softly on the door I realize it's unlocked and silently step inside. “Yuuri?” I whisper looking around the dark entryway. “Over here.” Yuuri whispers from a section of candle light and I see he's dressed in an apron and mask over his bedclothes and holds a mop. I walk over to him and he hands me a mask, explaining I'll want to wear it as the fumes from the bleach can be irritating. “How'd this happen anyways?” I ask putting on the mask. “I was looking for my other sock for some reason and knocked into the carton of bleach and it spilled everywhere.” He explains as he mops and hands me a mop to do the same. With our combined effort the mess is cleaned rather quickly, and the kitchen floor looks nearly spotless. “I don't remember seeing it this clean in forever.” Yuuri remarks as we admire our work afterwards. I stretch “So about that favor?” He slumps his shoulders and looks at me “what do you want?” I pat him on the shoulder “calm down i think you'll enjoy it. It involves memes.” He gives me a look of suspicion but seems intrigued. “You, me, Mark, and Phillip might start a meme war with some people who have been jerks to Landon. You in?” His disapproving look turns to a devilish smile then and he rubs his hands together “miimu sensou ga kaishi suru kanou sei ga ari masu!” May the meme war begin!
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ReplyDeleteI DECLARE A MEME WAR!
-Mark, probably