How Do You Think Cal And Andre Started The Whole, I Want To

How do you think cal and Andre started the whole, “ I want to 🔫🏫”

okay so i genuinely think cal mentioned it first but as a joke. (this is a tiny bit of how i think it happened, i already have a plan for a fic about this lmao)

it was after a really bad day of bullying. cal’s nose was broken, and andre’s knuckles were scabbed over. they had just returned home from school and are sitting on cal’s bed with bags of ice against their faces, hands, and sides.

they’d gotten to a point of joking about their bullying. well… cal had. andre still gets angry. now, andre is clenching his teeth and seething, thinking of ways he can get back at his bullies.

cal can read him easily; he knows exactly what’s going on in andre’s mind. he giggles after staring at andre for a minute.

“what’s so fucking funny, cal?”

“you still want to fight them?” cal asks between wheezes. “what? you wanna shoot them?”

something switches in andre’s mind. yes. he does want to shoot them. once again, cal knows exactly what andre’s thinking.

“andre, what the fuck? are you serious?”

andre turns toward him quickly, staring straight into his eyes. “you don’t want to?”

cal thinks for a moment. it makes complete sense. they all deserve it. he pictures brad huff staring at him but this time he’s scared instead of angry. he imagines the glint of fear that will be in brad’s eyes when he looks at him.

the boys fall silent. the plan zero day has begun, though it’s only in its first stage. cal hadn’t known that his day would go this way, but he’s not mad about it. they’re going to get back at their peers.

veins.

I’m stalking you

Also fun fact, you were my first moot on my new blog after being bombed. Uh so love u smooches

anyways busting nuts love you pookie

LOVE YOU!! idk who u are but i love u no matter what anon 🫶🫶🫶

check under your bed tomorrow morning

cal with cotard’s delusion.

he believes he’s dead, and no one can convince him otherwise. there’s nothing inside him—no organs, no blood. his actions will have no repercussions; he isn’t real therefore his decisions aren’t either.

zero day isn’t a big deal to him. his death isn’t scary, doesn’t make him worry or wish for more time. the only thing he’s doing is confirming his train of thought. a shot to the brain will only make his body match the way his mind already makes him feel.

he’ll lay in his room for days with no water, no food, and no sunlight. he misses school and has withdrawals from his mental health medications. he doesn’t speak, and when he does, it makes no sense.

no one understands what is going on in his mind. not his parents, not andre, not rachel. he is already gone.

Why are you so insecure? Your stuff is great 👍 😊

i just get nervous! i always overthink things so this account is no different! also anon ur so sweet i’m giving u the biggest hug rn