He shook his head with disbelief. “Come on, let’s get out of here before—-“

“WHAT THE F**KING HELL!?”

The sudden rise of your voice from the other room made them both jump. Soon, footsteps were heard.

“That room,” Sapnap quickly pushed George into what seems to be a closet. “Go!” The arsonist left the door slightly ajar to see what was happening as they sat on the wooden floor. “Tommy? What ya doing here, raccoon boy?” George said, Sapnap looked back and found they weren’t alone. Tommy was also in the closet with them. “What the f**king hell do you think you’re doing here?” He whispered.

“We…” Sapnap hesitated. “Wait, what are you doing here? This is your brother’s cabin, there’s no need to hide from family!”

“I was going to set bear traps everywhere so my stupid older brother would wake up from his own madness.” He said bitterly. “I don’t want (You) to have a serious relationship with him. What I’m doing favors you. So what the f**k are you doing here?”

George laughed, then shoved the box full of TNT’s to the minor's chest. “Planning murder!”

“WHAT!?”

“NO!” Sapnap snatched the box back and put all of the explosives to his inventory. “No, we are not doing that. Even if we hate Wilbur, we won’t just reckless kill him with them here.” George clicked his tongue, annoyed. “What’s wrong with him?” Tommy questioned. “Probably ate a hallucinating mushroom by accident.”

They heard the door from the other room slam open, and from the small opening, Sapnap peeked through. “Tommy, cover George’s mouth.” He whispered.

He saw You stalk out of the room, wearing an oversized shirt that obviously didn’t belong to you. You were upset about something, or someone. Soon after, Wilbur followed after you. “I'm sorry!” He apologized. “I got too caught up and went over the line. I didn't mean to!