Alright guys, it's 10:32 pm my time. I just started writing this because I promised I'd update tonight. I'm generally getting ready for bed at this point.

Buckle in because this chapter WILL be done by the time it hits 12:00. All corners will be cut.

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You avoided the creaky floorboards as you slipped through the dim hallway. Past Shalnark and Phink's shared room, and Feitan's room.

Phinks was passed out on the couch. You had learned he doesn't wake easily. As long as you didn't make too much noise, he didn't even stir.

Shalnark was far harder to slip past. And you could only assume Feitan was the same.

This was what you learned from being forced up early for work.

This time, however, you simply couldn't sleep. Ironic how one of the only days you can sleep in, you find yourself up far earlier than usual.

You're going to kill yourself. Probably via all the scalding hot coffee you were shoving down your throat.

"It two am, why you up?" Feitan asked, his voice coming from right behind you.

You nearly screamed.

Choking on your drink, you coughed it out in the sink. One hand clutching your racing heart. The other wiping coffee from your lips.

"Where the fuck did you come from?" You grumbled in response to Feitan. Whom had just been standing there, watching you choke.

Thinking about it, he might've been watching you longer than that.

"Assumedly mother pu-"

"I meant," You cut him off, "Why were you sneaking up right behind me at two in the goddamn morning?"

"Why you not observant?"

"How many times do I need to reiterate that it is two. In. The. Goddamn. Fucking-"

Feitan just stared, "You not observant even in day."

Were you silent or were you silenced?

Biting your tongue, you looked away a moment before grumbling "That's not the point."

Feitan didn't even have a second of hesitation before speaking. "Is point that it two am?"

"Yes."

"Bad point." He muttered, unimpressed.

"You're a bad point."

"You make bad point."

"Yeah well your mother made a bad point when she made you, so-"

"Can you two shut the fuck up!?" Phinks shouted from the couch. Waking up at least a few of the neighbors.

"I second that!" Shalnark added from his room, arguably far quieter. Still not quiet enough for midnight.

"Not my fault Feitan's being annoying." You rolled your eyes, shoving your hands in your pockets.

"You be annoying," He argued, his hands already in his pockets. Which some may argue made him superior, as he had his hands in pockets first.

However you'd argue that because that prevents him from putting his hands in his pockets, he's actually inferior as he can't do the full action.

Either way, you're better. And not near as annoying as him.

"No."

"Yes."

"No-"

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Update: 11:00 pm, about 500 words in, 1000 left to go.

Verdict: I can make it before midnight.

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And that was you got kicked out of your own apartment, at two am.

Also Feitan got kicked out as well. But that's not the point.

The point is still that it's two am. And you wanted to be asleep.

"I'm gonna kill Phinks," You kicked a small rock towards the rusty stairway. Hearing it clank down the steps.

"You try to kill Phinks." Feitan corrected, eyes following the rock down each step.

You just turned away and headed towards the stairs. You probably wouldn't be allowed back in for a few hours. And sitting at the door like a sad dog would just seem.. well, sad.

"It raining." Feitan very kindly stated the obvious as he followed after you.

"Did the water falling from the sky give it away?"

"Yes."

You just sighed. It's so hard to use sarcasm on people not fluent in English. Though you suspect Feitan answers like that on purpose.

Either way, you ignored it. Paying extra attention to the stairs as you moved down them. Your hand trailing down the rail, rain hitting your skin.

You liked to take extra measures, just incase everything fell apart. Which you suspect it will one of these days—If the missing screws were anything to go by.

"Where you going?" Feitan asked. You couldn't hear his footsteps. The only sign he was there being his shadow on the ground.

You didn't pay it any mind.

"Don't know yet," You shrugged your shoulders. Checking your reflection in a puddle to make sure he was actually behind you, and you weren't going insane.

"You going get sick." Feitan stated.

"Maybe you're gonna get sick," You kicked a rock down an alleyway, "we're out here together, pal."

"Doubtful."

You were about to argue when you hear a soft meow from the alleyway to your left. Eyes instantly zeroing in on the small creatures glowing yellow ones.

"Cat." Feitan either just wanted to test his skills as a narrator, or genuinely thought you didn't know what animal you were looking at.

It's always hard to tell with him.

"He's so wet, we gotta get him inside," You cooed, slowly approaching the fluffy creature.

"No, it dirty."

"You're dirty." You retorted, kneeling next to the cat. Shooing Feitan away, "If you don't like it you can leave."

Feitan stared for a moment, before turning and walking off.

Which was weird because, despite just telling him to leave, you forgot he could do that.

Oh well. He's a grown man, not your issue.

Though you can argue on that "grown" part.

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"Wake up," You were rudely awoken to a soft kick in your side. Which was better than a hard kick, but still bad.

"Fuck off," You grumbled, going to roll over in your bed, before you realized you were on solid concrete.

Before you could remember where you were, or why you were there, a coat was tossed directly in your face. Scaring off the car that you hadn't even noticed was in your lap.

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Update: 11:30, 1000 words in. Losing hope, losing motivation.

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"The fu-" You tore the jacket off your head, rubbing your eyes. Immediately locking eyes with Feitan.

"Told you, you going get sick." He hummed, standing over you. Which was a strange height difference for once.

"I'll be fine," You pushed yourself off the ground. Dusting off your soggy clothes, before reluctantly pulling on the coat, "Nice to see you come crawling back, though. Get scared all alone?"

"You could have died, sleeping in alleyway not smartest idea." Feitan, once again, chose to be a smartass.

You just rolled your eyes, "I hope you die."

"I aware."

"I really hope you die."

"I really aware."

There wasn't much to say in response to that. So you stayed silent. Shoving your freezing hands into your pockets as you headed out of the alleyway.

After walking around aimlessly for a few blocks, you asked, "So, what time is it?"

Maybe you'd be able to head home now.

"Two forty six."

"Fuck."

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"What the fuck." Shalnark stared in shock at the scene before him. Twenty four minutes ago, when he got in the shower, everything was normal.

Now Y/n and Feitan were looking rather smug—and incredibly tired—sitting on the counter. While Phinks climbed higher up the table to try and get away from the dozens of cats around the room.

After being dumbfounded for a moment, Shalnark decided to go back to his room before he became the next target.

Phinks was a grown man and could handle himself.

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Final update: it's 11:43. I got to around 1250 words, I've given up.

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Extra update cuz I forgot to add this online forum part,

Time: 11:56

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LowkeyAtRiskOfSuicide
Guys my roommate kicked me out last night:/

Unflirty
Hella deserved

Zomb13C4k3
Girl u were there first, ain't YOUR name on the lease?

Goobinggoober
Crazy work ngl

HallelujahForMassBurial
Personally I wouldn't have let that happen😼

Word Count: 1381

Fun Facts:

• Guys I need more ideas that don't have to do with Y/n finding about the murder part, cuz I wanna save that for a bit later🙏🙏

• 1200-ish words is enough, just be glad I updated🥱 I'll try to update again in the next few days

• Feitan def stole that coats btw