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“Why are you so fucking edgy?” Spooky asked, an annoyed tone in his voice. Blurry rolled his eyes again, turning back to the sink and using his hand to smack the faucet upward. Water rushed out. “Are you washing your hands?”
Before anything could register, Blurry turned back around, lunged forward, and Spooky’s face was met with a splash. He yelped, too late to shield himself with his hands before ducking and rubbing at his eyes.
Water dripped down his cheeks and onto his shirt. Some of the water fell to the floor. He looked up to the paper towel dispensers. Empty. The dryers against the wall had pieces of bright pink paper that said "OUT OF ORDER" taped across them.
Blurry was smiling, flicking him off as he left the bathroom. “You said passive!”
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It's 2017. Blurry and Spooky are in their junior year of high school. They invent a new normal for themselves, but it doesn't come easy.
(A rewritten version of a fic posted to Wattpad from 2017-18)