.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ after the pogue hangout got cancelled because others had plans, JJ couldn't think of anywhere better than just to go to yours. after all, it was a weekend, what's a weekend without a hangout?**

after your parents insisted on keeping you in school despite your refusal, they signed you in for extra hours after the supposed time for the school day to finish.

you collapsed straight onto your bed after you got home, at five pm sharp. your parents were on vacation, left yesterday and kept you here with your uncle to check on you now and then. today was a weekend, so you just fell asleep accidentally for a few minutes before deciding to get up and change. you put on some comfy clothes and just sat on the sofa in the living room with your laptop open, blasting music as you read the lyrics off the screen whilst singing along.

as uncommon as you think it is, this was a hobby of yours, just sitting and reading the lyrics. you had a bowl of popcorn next to you as you jammed out. an hour swiftly went by with you not realizing, a knock on the door snapped you out of it.

you stopped the music, waiting for another knock, but there wasn't any. you quietly got up to the door, peeking through the eye, but no one was in sight. you grabbed the knife you kept near just in case, in your hand as you twisted the key and opened the door. there wasn't anyone or that's wha-

"boo! woah- dude, put that down," after you let out a shriek at his ridiculous attempt to scare you, you lowered the knife.

"jeez, I will keep you in mind if I ever needed to hire a serial killer." he remarked with a scoff, walking inside.