W H O . . ?

A Drifted Meeting

TW: MENTIONS OF EXPLOSIVES, CUSSING

*PICO'S P.O.V.*

"Ugh..." I open my eyes, imeddiatly closing them because of a bright light. I notice the comfortable couch I'm laying on. I open my eyes, now prepared for the light and see a giant bomb right in my face.

"AHHH!" I screamed.

"AHH-H!" The bomb screamed, his voice glitching a bit.

"Shut up Whitmore! Keith is still asleep!" A woman's voice, kind and chill.

I was sitting up now and the bomb-head, who I'm guessing to be Whitmore, backed all the way up to the wall, as an average height girl with curly, black hair and dark tan skin walked towards Whitmore.

"Where am I!?" I demanded.

"Calm down. It's okay. Let me introduce myself and then I'll tell you how you got here." She said in a reassuring tone. She then turned around to help the other guy up. And turned back to me.

"I'm Carol. A friend of Keith's." She said. Then nudged bomb-dudes arm. For some reason he looked...nervous.

"I-I-I-I-I'm Whitty." His voiced glitched. Odd. Carol then proceeded to explain on how they found me and Keith passed out and helped us.

"Well, where is Keith?" I asked. Acting like Keith hadn't forgotten my existance.

"He hasn't woken up yet." Whitty replied solemly.

"He seems to be in good condition, though." Carol replied, trying to lift the mood.

"Well, why the fuck am I here then?" I said sitting up.

"Wow, rude. Not even a 'Thanks for saving my life.'? She said crossing her arms. I looked at her and then quickly looked back turning a bit red.

"Sorry." I said looking down.

"Huh?" I heard the girl say. I looked up and saw bomb-head whispering something to her.

"Oh okay, bye babe." She had said as Whitty turned and walked into the other room, holding his left arm.

"Whats up with him?" I asked a little concerned.

"Uhm...he...uh...he accidentally hurt himself...the other day and when you woke up its scared him...and opened...the..wound..." she said trailing off. She said it like Pico would be mad at him for it.

"OH...Oh...I'm sorry. I didn't know." I said, I didn't want to show her how guilty I felt, how weak I felt. But I didn't want to seem mean. There was an akward moment of silence between the two.

"I-I uh..." Carol stammered breaking the akward silence. I turned to face her.

"I made some food, if your hungry..." She trailed off at the end, looking up at me for my reply.

"Uhh...Yeah! I-I could eat..." I replied. Trying to make this meeting not as bad as it already was, while also making sure that I didnt show that I was starving. Seeing as I haven't really ate all day.

"Okay!" She said. She sounded cool, confident. Her voice was smooth as she had casual small talk with Pico until they reached the kitchen. Carol had pulled out a chair and then gestured for him to sit. He did as he was told considering he didnt have anything else to really do. As he sat his mind drifted. Drifted away from Carol. Away from Whitty. And away from himself until his thoughts landed on one thing. One person.

Keith.

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