Awesamedude x Reader {Ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇｓ}

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I'm trying my best not to cry. Tysm for 1.06k views!! Sorry for not updating, I was in the hospital for a while...anyways enjoy!

The luggage wheels clicked against the cracked wooden slabs. The air felt more depressing than ever. You started wishing that the vacation didn't end so soon.

You stopped once the hotel came into view. "Jesus Christ" You mumbled, looking around. New craters appeared and the old ones became deeper. It always brought the current circling thought that "Everything we've built is crumbling down"

Whenever this happened it was as sad as it was before. "Bring everyone together...huh?" A scoff left your mouth.

You propped your suitcase on the edge of the stairs, sitting on the other side. You pulled your phone out of your pocket, checking the date multiple times.

No one has passed.
Was the new occurring thought. Usually, there would be at least 1 person scheming something ridiculous, going down the wooden path that stretched throughout the whole SMP.

You looked back down at your phone, scrolling the random post on social media.

Suddenly a shadow hovered over your sitting body. Your eyes glanced up at Quackity. "It's sad isn't it?" "No Alex, I don't want any of your drugs" he sniffled while looking at the hotel.

"I just can't believe it" Quackity continued. "Quackity please go spill your high thoughts somewhere else. I have to wait for Tommy" Your words made Quackity flinched.

"You haven't heard?"

Alex for once sounded serious. Making the whole "On drugs" thing fictional.
You swallowed an uneasy gulp. "What happened?"

"Well, I h-heard from Jack that...."

Quackity hand started shaking. The silence filling in the gap was fueling the anxiety. Your flat hand turned into a tight fist. Tight moon crescents forming inside your palms, a slight form of crimson metallic liquid started seeping.

"Tommy died, Dream killed him"

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Sounds of stomps echoed down steps.
Sam's head lifted, looking up at you.
His face sunk upon seeing your anger.

"I'm-" Before he could even speak, his creeper mask flew to the ground and an irritated handprint covered the side of his face.