Broken souls behind 2 broken masks ((Ticcimasks))

Masky Pov 2

"What do you think of the place, Toby?" I ask nervously, as I know most people don't like rooms like this.
"I-I like it, It reminds me of my o-old room" He stutters out, Though he showed no emotion in the way he talked, The smile seemed to look sad.
"Do you wanna meet the other creepypastas now, Or do you wanna stay here?" I finally asked.
"I'll m-meet the others.." He said nervously. I lend a hand to him, Which he seems unsure but eventually takes it.
We begin to walk through the mansion, The mansion was pretty old meaning some floorboards creaked but they seemed to be able to last a long time, We walked down the steps back into the main room, Causing most of the others to turn they're heads to us, The main room is where most of them hangout, I usually hang out in my own room though, I'm not a fan of the noise, There was a few whispers that echoed in the crowd, I could make out some people laughing and mimicking his tics which seemed to upset him as he held onto the back of my shirt, ticcing a lot more than usual.
"This is Toby, He's one of our new proxies." I say blandly trying not to feel bad for him.
They all seemed to shut up at the word proxy, Though. I turn my head to see a panicking Toby, I dragged him out of the room and smile at him, which he clearly can't see, As I wear a mask. He still held onto me which I wrap my arms around him, But I felt like I was making this awkward.
Toby pulled his goggles back down and looked up at me
"Can we go b-back, I-I don't like it down here.." I simply nod at his request and let go, We begin to walk back to our room It was late anyway, And I had a lot of paper work to do.