"Augh..."
You gently groaned as you looked over the scars on your arm. You couldn't let them see the scars, otherwise they'd worry too much. Specifically Skipp.
"Oi, Y/N."
You jerked around to be met with the lovely figure of Stone. "Why're you lookin' at your arms like that? Somethin' on 'em?"
"Ah- No, it's nothing-"
He grabbed your wrists very gently, yet in a way that allowed no argument. He scanned over all the cuts and marks. "Hm. These need to be taken care of. They'll get infected." He pulled you up. "Tre might have some medicine. I'll go bother him. You coming?" You stared, surprised. He was quite calm, especially after... what happened a few days ago. It was like it never happened. Maybe it was better that way.
"Um.... yeah."
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"Good thing he was so tired... otherwise he would've said no." He spoke as he applied the medicine over your wounds.
"How did you even end up able to help? I mean, normally you're pretty busy, so I figured-"
"Extra time. I've got extra time on my hands, this is just to kill the boredom, y'know?"
You nodded, and fidgeted around. "Quit moving. I don't want to waste any of the medicine."
"sorry...."
You mumbled, and he looked at you. "What's got you so quiet? Usually you're annoyingly loud."
"I don't know, I'm just- That was fast."
Bandages were already wrapped up on your arms, and he smiled at his work. "There. Now it won't get infected."
He pulled your arms to his face. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course.. Why do you even need to..."
You watched his actions, feeling your heart beat faster and faster.
"Stone?"
"I know it's weird, but I'm just.... my parents used to do that for Avrille when she got hurt, and she always said it made her feel better. I-I don't know if it'll have the same effect on you, but.... y'know..."
You smiled at him. "You haven't been drinking."
"Oh, yeah. I ran out."
Ah.
No wonder he's been so soft, then. He wasn't drunk, or anything.
It was cute, his normal behavior. He was awkward and soft, like if you kissed him, he would...
What is wrong with you?
What is with your thoughts?
You're just friends, that's all.
Very, very close friends.
Friends that give up their time for one another.
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Ramshackle: Reality
RandomYou and your three friends (or so you considered) have a stressful life. You like to get out of the real world sometimes and be in your own. Sometimes, you'd go insane waiting for something better. As you get closer with the three, you find out more...
