characters: cipher, book, quill.
story: Static
tw: self-harm, suicide.
everything that happens in this story is canon, so spoiler warning ig.
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Cipher woke up feeling like shit, he sat up and looked around the room. only the fuzbal soot was there. soot was still sleeping in the corner of the room. cipher got up and walked to the door. he walked down the stairs and knocked on book's door, it took a bit for her to open the door. "oh, hello cipher." she said to him "you look tired. are you ok?" she asked. cipher shook his head. "oh.. do you wanna talk about it?" she asked letting go of the door. cipher just stood there, staring at her. book looked scared. cipher walked back upstairs without saying a word.
cipher got back up and heard scratching on the door. he opened it to see soot there. the little black ball of fluff stared at cipher, its tail wagging. cipher lightly smiled before grabbing some pitch black clothes, and putting them on. he walked over to the small desk next to his bed, and grabbed the razor that was next to the alarm clock. it read 6:26 am. cipher walked to the door on the right side of the room, that had a ladder that lead to the roof. he climbed it.
on the roof, the sun was just rising. it was windy, and cold. cipher heard the small screeches and barks that came from soot. soot knew what was happening. cipher sat down, pulled his sleeve back. he made a deep cut on his arm. blood was everywhere. cipher wasnt crying. he made a few more shallow cuts before standing up, walking to the front of the roof. blood pouring out of the cuts he made. he looked down to see soot, book, and quill at the bottom. soot was jumping up and down trying to get book's attention. book and quill ran inside after they finally got why soot was worried. cipher took this chance. he fell forward.
book, quill, and soot got to the roof. there was only pools of blood and a razor stained with the blood. quill looked to the less worried book. " why arent you worried..? " quill asked with concern in her voice. " its happened before, he came back" book said picking up the blood covered razor. as they were walking back down the ladder they heard a scream. they all ran down the stairs, soot making it first. soot yelped and fell to the floor when he got to the door. there it was, ciphers dead body.
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