okay so like, playing detective with rue! let’s say that your history teacher has always given you weird vibes and you tell rue about it over the phone and she starts doing some online digging through those ‘find me’ types of websites. long story short, she finds out that he’s a whole ass felon and you two decide to break into his house to see if you can find dead bodies or something like that 💀 !!!
omg i love this sm?! ur brain >>
warnings: mild swearing, fluff, clean and happy rue!!!!
"rue! we can't do that!" you whisper-shouted at her. you were at lunch, and with what she just said, your eyes were darting around cautiously, nervous that someone might've overheard rue's appalling suggestion.
"why not, yn? i mean, what's the worst than can happen? sure, maybe we'll get caught and arrested, but just live life." she said in an all-too-calm tone, your jaw looked unhinged from how much you were gaping at her.
"c'mon, ynn! let's do it! it'll be fun." she wiggled her eyebrows, the action making your lips curl into a small smile.
"fine! but let me just tell you, it won't be so fun once we get caught and arrested and ruin our lives!" you warned her with a jokingly menacing tone, making rue chuckle.
"we get caught, and i'll just say i kidnapped you, making you come with me!" she said brightly, and you had to say, you loved her like this. you didn't like rue all that much when she wasn't clean. she could get mean. but you still loved her, really.
"okay, okay! we'll do it tonight." you laughed
that's how you ended up at your teacher, mr. ronald's, home. from what rue spied, he was going on a date with this girl who was about at least a decade younger than him. like every other white man, he had his spare keys in a fake rock in his doorstep. stupid, you thought. when rue put the key in the hole and it clicked open, she smiled at you. you giggles up at her, you both were giddy with excitement.
"it's a fucking mess in here!" you whispered at rue, and she just cackled with her head thrown back.
in the entrance hallway there was a coat hanger, and out of curiosity rue checked the pockets of some coats hanging out there, and she found spare change, a packet of gum, and some floss. when she found the floss she looked at you with a confused expression, it was strange, but you shrugged it off.
you both walked to his living room and saw a crazy mess in there. his coffee table in front of his small television was filled with coffee cups, newspapers, and his television remote. it looked actually strangely normal.
"well i don't know if i expected dead bodies or something else, but this definitely wasn't it." she looked around at the room with furrowed a furrowed brow.
"wait! look! he was a bookshelf! i'm gonna check if he has any good books." you gaped at the giant bookshelf next to his tv in awe, it looked gleeful.
you found some classics there, mostly. but they were exactly what you wanted. the catcher in the rye, sense and sensibility, the odyssey and the iliad. it was horrific. you took them all, of course, not bothering to mind when he'll exactly notice they were gone. rue spotted the books in your hands and smiled, her offering to put them in her tote bag. she had taken a few things too; a guitar pick, a self-help book, and more spare change.
you went upstairs, where you spotted his room door wide open, and you and rue looked at each other smugly. you went in, investigated everything thoroughly, but came up with nothing of importance.
then, because luck was your lever, the front door opened, and you could hear mr. ronald talking on the phone with his date, you presumed.
"shit! yn, we gotta go!" rue whisper-shouted at you.
when you and rue jumped off his bedroom window, you ran to your hearts content, and your ribs hurt so much from the running, but mostly from the laughing.
