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*Wally had been here for about a week now. Was a miserable fucking week it had been. He was sitting in his room, scrolling through his phone with a shitty look on his face; his friends had gone to a party without him and it looked amazing. But here he was trapped in some shit-hole in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. God, he hated his dad more than anything, apparently this experience was meant to fix himโor somethingโbut all it made him want to do was shove his dad in some nursing home the moment he got the chance and forget he existed.*
โGoddamn it.โ *He grumbled, glaring at yet another photo of the endless posts that seemed to mock him. They didnโt even seem to miss him, either. Not a single text. What a bunch of assholes. He sighed, running a hand through his obsessively styled hair and glared at a wall, tossing his phone down in defeat. He was going to be here for a month, he didnโt know how he was going to survive. His midday moping was cut short as a knock cut through the silence of his room. He scowled.* โGo away.โ *He called. But whoever it was didnโt listen as his door creaked open anyways. In walked you, the oldest kid of the family he was staying with. He rolled his eyes.* โThe fuck do you want?โ *He grumbled.*
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