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A purple haired man walks to the dorms of his university. Normally. Like a normal person.
At 2am.
Listen, he has a good excuse...
So yeah, he's walking to the dorms in darkness, but whatever. He has good night vision.
The dorms are across a road that's still 10 minutes away for some reason, and there is also barely any lighting.
Not to say that it's not lively though. Crickets chirp, there are definitely a few squirrels running around for some reason, the bushes are rustling suspiciously, and he can easily hear a few cars driving somewhere out of sight.
Now, let it be known that Wemmbu is smart. He just is a bit reckless sometimes. He's born for the fight! He's also incredibly bored and sort of hoping for someone to appear and fight him or something. He's a good fighter, so it's not even that reckless or risky!
His roommate Egg will probably disagree, and will scold him when he gets back to the dorm. The somehow naturally white haired man is always the more cautious one. He's also the one who can't fight.
It's sort of boring to just walk with nothing to do. He will still need to walk almost another 10 minutes after crossing the road!
He sighs. The crickets seem to grow louder for a second in agreement.
His hands twitch. He's somehow both sleep-deprived and with too much energy to relax. Some people may just have adrenaline due to the suspicious rustling in the bushes, but he's just bored. Wemmbu is not a scaredy cat.
He just walks. The rustling is the opposite of subtle. Whoever is following him hasn't even tried anything, and is also definitely an amateur.
The young adult doesn't stalk people, but hey. He can tell when someone somehow is that dumb that they aren't even succeeding in subtly trailing someone.
A louder rustle.
It's been at least 5 minutes goddammit. Ain't no way someone has that much of a skill issue. It's just sad at this point.
With an annoyed sigh, he plants his feet and turns around. An amateur can not be that dangerous if they reveal themself so easily.
The animals around continue, uncaring of any drama at 2am.
"Bro, you can come out. You are not even slightly subtle, and you could've at least gotten close to surprising me successfully if you came out around 8 minutes ago."
Silence.
He sighs again. Seriously? Going to pretend to not be there?
...
Whatever.
The 20 year old turns around, may as well get back to Egg. He does want to eat breakfast tomorrow-
Someone tackles him. A hand covers his mouth and nose, surprisingly strong as they tumble to the ground.
A muffled shout escapes him, thoroughly startled. The person puts their whole body weight to keep him down, not that it's that hard.
He is strong, but he is also thin and very not buff or anything.
He starts to feel a bit tired, eyes starting to droop. Lack of oxygen maybe? There is no tissue or anything that could be drugging him.
Nope. Not dealing with this.
Adrenaline shoots through him. He does want a fight. He does not in fact want to be kidnapped or something.
He shoves his assailant off, the amateur relaxing a bit too much as they thought he was out.
Jumping up, he shakes himself slightly to get rid of the dizziness.
Wemmbu runs, he should probably not walk this way for a while-
A hand smacks the back of his head. Harshly. Restarting his dizziness.
He falls right over.
Fu-
When he blinks awake, the first thing he sees is...
Absolutely nothing. It's dark as hell.
He's sitting down on a chair, and his hands are tied behind his back and onto the chair.
That sucks.
He probably can escape if he tries, but being unable to see anything and having his hands restrained is a problem.
Just a small problem.
He shuffles a bit, trying to feel out the rope, and-
Yup, really tight rope. Surprisingly hard to even shuffle his hands in there.
The knot is surprisingly good for what is obviously an amateur kidnapper.
"Hello?" He freezes.
Now that he actually isn't moving, he can hear someone else moving around nearby.
Oh come on.
He's kidnapped with another person?
Why. Why does this happen to him.
"Are you awake?" The other guy sounds tired. Eh, whatever. Of course he is one of the only people who is perfectly awake at 2am.
Is it still even 2am?
...
Probably not.
He sighs, annoyed yet again.
"Hel-?" "What," He interupts whoever else is in here. The constant questions with no response are starting to get irritating.
A shuffle from somewhere nearby, "Oh! So you are awake," The voice is sounding very punchable in its suspicious-accusing tone.
"Good for it to be confirmed that someone else is here."
At that Wemmbu feels his eyebrows raise, "You are happy that someone else is kidnapped with you?"
A sudden stop in any movement from the other person, "That's not what I meant! I just already thought so, so it's nice that I'm actually sure about it."
The voice scoffs, acting as if it's obvious.
Okay maybe he somewhat knew what the other person was talking about and still chose to not acknowledge it but whatever.
"Well I'm sorry not everyone would be outright glad another person is kidnapped with them!" He kicks the floor slightly. The restraints are quite annoying, and intruding in on his very normal conversation.
"I already told you that's not it!" He rolls his eyes, "Meh meh meh! Same thing! Why am I kidnapped with someone like you?"
"Excuse me? Wow, so great. Did you want to be kidnapped or something?" He exhales a puff of air, "No. That's a dumb question isn't it? Dumb."
An annoyed groan, "I'll have you know I'm the person with yhe best grades in my class."
"Good to know how dumb your class must be," Another groan.
Damn. What a great and nice person. He smirks slightly.
Who knew being kidnapped gave you something to actually do?
"Awwww, are you annoyed?" "Please stop." He chuckles.
"Why-" A groan. This one sounds like another person.
"Where the hell?" This voice is different than the one Wemmbu has been talking to. Lower.
He talks, "Hello other stranger! You're kidnapped with me and this other guy," "What the heck why am I just "this other guy?"" Other guy gets ignored.
"What do you mean kidnapped?" The voice strains a bit to emphasize "kidnapped." It sounds very annoyed.
L.
"Mean what I say. Did you not figure it out yet? Damn you dumb."
A scoff, "Bro are you serious? In case you haven't noticed, it's a bit hard to think properly when someone is yapping my ear off."
"I bet it's hard for you to think anyway," "BRO-" "Arguing won't help us get out of here."
Wemmbu yawns at the boringness of the other person, "Yeah whatever. Then what do you suggest Oh Smart and Intelligent One?"
"Don't call me that. So all 3 of us are kidnapped. We should probably figure out how to get out of this situation. First we should try to get rid of our restraints."
Both of them respond at the same time, "Holy yap. Yeah I think we figured that out already," "Bro this is so annoying. Ughhh."
"You both have to be the worst people to be trapped here with I swear to god. Do you guys want to be kidnapped?"
"Not really but it sure is fun to listen to this drama!" A new voice, Wemmbu didn't notice anyone else was awake, "What the actual hell bro. Am I the last one to wake up."
It's more of a statement than a question.
The new voice is way too cheerful, "Yeah probably. So what's our plan?"
"... What the heck," Voice number- Okay maybe Wemmbu should get names.
"I detest this place and you people bro," Grumpy voice who uses "bro" as punctuation and the way to start a sentence.
The 20 year old dramatically sighs, "Oh well, too bad we're trapped here forever."
"Holy overdramatic. We just need a plan. As I've been trying to say-"
"What are your guys' names? May as well know the names of the people I'm kidnapped with, I'm Spoke."
He grins slightly, "That's a crap name. I'm Wemmbu," Spoke protests, "That's an even worse name?!"
"Ha. I'm Flame I guess."
2019 ass name but okay.
"My name's Parrot, now can we please try to make a plan to get out of this situation?"
Wemmbu thinks his eyes are starting to adjust to the darkness. He can see vague silhouettes of 3 other people.
"Well-" A door opens and suddenly everything is bright. He hisses and snaps his eyes shut. Just as he was getting used to the dark too.
"Hah! I see you are awake," Mysterious voice kidnapper seems to be failing at being mysterious.
"Bro what are we even kidnapped for? You don't even look cool. You're just some lonely old man or something." Wemmbu feels his lip curl into a smirk, and he squints his eyes open a bit to actually look at his surroundings. There's a man standing in the doorway, very... average. Nothing special about the guy. Just some mid-20s guy who is wearing a black mask and still is very easy to read.
He's also visibly sputtering at Flame’s words. Easy to anger too.
The man scowls and stomps over to where Flame is- Damn the guy's wearing a blindfold. He was either wandering around with a blindfold at 2am or sleeping with it. Why? His smirk turns into a grin, and his shoulders shake slightly.
The man looms over Flame, surprisingly tall for an otherwise average guy.
"You really want to piss me off! Huh! Remember, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO IS KIDNAPPED RIGHT NOW! I'M THE ONE IN CON-TROL!" His voice cracks as he speaks, and that's all it takes for Wemmbu to burst out laughing.
The brunet whips around, expression stormy (and sort of looking like he's about to burst out in tears).
He stomps over to Wemmbu now, glaring, eyes wet. The least threatening kidnapper ever, "YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE HUH? I HAVE A GUN! I CAN SHOOT YOU!" Aaaand- Yup that's a gun Mr. Kidnapper pulls out.
Wemmbu's lips thin into a line and his laughter fades out. Not because of being possibly in danger.
...
The safety isn't even off.
Wemmbu's face twitches once. Twice. He bursts out laughing again.
"AGH! YOU THINK I WON'T? I WILL! THEN YOU'LL REGRET IT!" He stomps like a toddler, and Wemmbu laughs harder.
He can see Flame trying to get a look at the gun properly. Wemmbu can see the exact moment the man realizes, as he too bursts out into howling laughter, louder than Wemmbu.
The man turns back to Flame, and screams in frustration before storming right out of the room.
Flame and Wemmbu both laugh harder.
A rustle, "Are you guys okay? Wemmbu are you okay?! He had a gun." He looks up, blinking away the tears from laughing so hard. He grins so hard his cheeks hurt. Parrot has blue and green highlights, chestnut brown hair. Wemmbu tries to push away the grin, failing, "The safety- Pft- The safety was still on."
Flame turns his head up, grinning just as much as Wemmbu is, "He also was holding the gun wrong," He can see Parrot squint, mouth twitching slightly, "Oh. Oh."
Spoke at the side is also bent over, head over his knees, shoulders shaking with quiet laughter.
"How does that even happen?" The chestnut haired man grimaces slightly, but is obviously trying not to laugh.
He shrugs with his shoulders, pursing his lips when the ropes pull uncomfortably at his arms.
The laughing slowly dies out, replaced by silence. Awkward.
Wemmbu leans back, eyes closed as he just listens to nothing.
Rustling from who Wemmbu assumes is Spoke. A bit of loud movement from Flame. Light occasional shuffles from Parrot.
The silence lasts a while.
...
The door bursts open, loud. Metal slamming into the wall. Wemmbu startles, eyes wide from where he was drifting off. Their kidnapper is back, loud and annoying.
"You'll be going to a new guy. See how you all like that when you are far far away from here!" He just woke up. Wow. He makes eye contact with Spoke, who looks like he's still trying not to laugh. He scans the other two. Parrot looks serious, worried. Flame is scowling, looking annoyed.
"So we're getting sold or something?" The man scowls at him, "YES. THEN YOU'LL NEVER BE-" A ringtone, and the man scoffs at them before turning on his heel and leaving.
Silence.
"So I guess we are getting... sold," He saw Parrot frown at Flame, "It's serious. I don't think any of us want to get sold!" Flame frowns, "Well, yeah," More silence.
Wemmbu silently sighs.
He just watched his surroundings. Spoke and Parrot start making small talk. Flame leans back and stops moving around as much.
He stares at the wall, bored.
A muffled bang. He jerks slightly, looking at the door. Another bang and some yelling.
The door opens quickly, and some people in blue enter. Police.
They ask about them being okay, yada yada yada.
He squints at the sun when they get outside again. So bright.
"Hey," He looks over, the other three are standing together. Parrot closest to him.
"Hm?" His half-lidded eyes gaze at them, curious.
"You wanna swap numbers? Four of us can hang out sometime," Wemmbu grins, "Okay! I need to go back to my roommate and classes, see you guys?" Flame slightly behind the other two grins, "Of course bro! Gotta meet up again sometime!" Parrot smiles. Spoke laughs lightly, just behind Parrot, "I'll be happy to catch you guys up on drama!"
Wemmbu smiles, "D'alright! Bye people!" He jogs off to where he can see Egg looking around.
When Egg spots him from a few meters away, he's tackled into a hug. Egg pulls back to look at him, "BRO! I was so worried! You good?" He smiles slightly, "Yep! Made some new friends!" Egg grins teasingly, "Ay! You aren't gonna replace me are you?" He gasps dramatically, "Never! You're my best friend. Ain't getting rid of me that easily."
Wemmbu matches Egg's grin easily, and Egg's smile softens, "Good! Now come on! English class starts in 30 minutes!" Egg runs off, leaving Wemmbu to catch up, "HEY! Don't leave me!" He chases after Egg.
The teachers for the classes he missed didn't even allow him to fix all of his grades.
Talk about rude.