。*゚+Time to talk.。*゚+

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Tw:Angst, overthinking.

Karl and Sapnap had been sitting there in the free seats for hours. It started to get late and they were losing some hope, but as the lady said, he might not be able to
talk to them in days. Which is understandable, I mean how would you feel if your fiance ('s) left you and randomly came back one day after not being with you for a year? If it were me I'd be livid. Everyone is different though.

Quackity's POV
"Mr Quackity?", The front desk lady said from quackity's office door softly.

"What do you need?" Quackity respond in a tired voice.

"You have visitors."

"Did you mean visitor or visitors, Because most of the time it's just Wilbur."

"No, Visitors, sir."

"Alright, thier name's?"

"Sapnap and Karl." She said looking at him a bit worried. Quackity's face went from mildly tired to mildly frustrated. He started fidgeting with the rings on his neck as he darted his eyes at the front desk lady. This made her jump a bit. "From?" Quackity asked as he raised a eyebrow.

"Kinoko Kingdom, sir", She replied nervously.

"Great, tell them I'll be out in a minute, Thanks." Quackity said. The lady replied with a nod and walked out of the office doorway. Quackity sighed and held his rings in his hands. He didn't know how to feel. Sad, Mad? What was the right emotion. He hated Wilbur but he wishes that this "visit" was him instead. He dropped the rings and they bounced as the got caught by the wired part of the neckless. What would he even say to them, "hey guys I know I haven't seen you guys in a year or so because you guys made a whole country without me but I still love you!"?,-- Fuck. no. Quackity wasn't going to admit he Still had feelings for these Total pieces of shit. They left him. He wasn't going to get his heart broken again. Not anymore.

Randomly thoughts came into is head as he was thinking about them. 'Wait, They don't know about the fight with techno, do they?' 'So they don't know about my scar.' 'What if they think I'm ugly?' 'What if they--' Then he released he was worrying about what they thought of him. Why? Why the hell is he worrying about what they think? Why? It's not like he wants them to take him back or something. Right? Why is this so confusing? So complicated? He didn't know how to feel. At this point he wishes he could just kick them out. After what seemed like ours of overthinking, Quackity took a breath and picked up his rings from his neckless to look at them once again. He put them up to his forehead to try and calm himself. He tucked the neckless into his shirt and put a hand on the door knob. He took a deep breath and thought to himself

'Time to talk.'

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