You walk to the nearest wall to your left, the mild stench of the carpet felt like a punch on the nose. This... This shouldn't be real. You should be enjoying a short rest before binging movies in 12am, with your blanket, bags of chips, and warmed food that you could've had from that restaurant with mouth-watering Chinese cuisine near the house.
And, that savory Chow Mein that I just bought, along with several snacks which I've been carrying back home...
Unbeknownst to you, your body had went to the corner whilst you were remising about your end-of-the-week movie nights. The high on that adrenaline rush has calmed down but, despite the need to stay constantly alert---you can't shift your attention from your growing hunger. The loud 'buzz' pounding the very depths of your head is slowly getting irritating.
I'm fucking hungry.
So, God be damned, if I died like this.
Rummaging through your bag, you paid no mind on neither your phone nor the bag of snacks locked at the strap. Right now, your focus was food and food it shall be.
You forgot that you actually bought Chow Mein with shrimp prawns after your trip to the convenience store; You thought that it was an imagination but the takeout box is still warm. Oh, how good would it be to eat to your heart's content. You opened the medium-sized box, and took the pair of chopsticks with it.
I guess that I'll dive in.
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shiver. || t. backrooms
Horrorthe day ended almost the same---not until it started. there is nothing more unsettling than knowing that you've noclipped out of reality with very little chance of escape. thoughts filtered out the sound, the lump of saliva stuck in your throat---P...
