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∝╬══→ tw: obsessiveness, injuries, mentions of anxiety, allusions to trauma.
∝╬══→ y/e/c - your eye color
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LOCATION THE IN-BETWEEN.
THE SOUND OF SHIFTING SHEETS made its way to your ears, making your body feel heavy and your eyebrows scrunch together in slight distaste at randomly waking yourself up. your vision was no longer filled with black as you fluttered your eyes open, slowly recalling the events that caused you to lose your second life. your body was still relaxed though, feeling utterly exhausted. you turned yourself over to be faced with the ceiling, paying close attention to your surroundings now that you stopped rubbing your eyes and your vision finally adjusted.
you took some time to stretch your limbs and sigh out of relief, letting the covers engulf you in warmth. when you finally settled down to your awakened state, you glanced around the room to notice that everything from the walls to the floors were shrouded in white, making you perk up and instantly sit up from your bed, your hands feeling the bedsheets. for a split second, your mind wandered to the thought of being in dreamXD's white room before the walls suddenly splashed in color, the white from the corners of the ceiling splitting apart and fading down into the ground to reveal a bedroom with fine architecture.
the walls turned an almost dark red velvet, a background that complemented the various miniature granite statues of renaissance sculptures residing in the room with some vases filled with healthy flowers and candles laying around, making the room smell of a pleasant aroma of fresh roses not too overbearing to your nose but light enough to linger in the air and create an intoxicatingly relaxing environment basked in warmth. you also took note of some vines stretched out and hung on the ceiling in neat rows—more vines framed around a mirror in the corner, a red carpet with greek designs sewn in black resting on the floor, a small tea table with two chairs, a fireplace, and a vintage bookshelf in the corner.
as if on cue, the door opened, karl sticking his head in the room to look at you. you saw him beam with a smile spread on his face, mouth slightly agape. "oh thank god your awake!" karl exclaimed, swinging the door open eagerly and running over to you. he flung himself on the bed, scrambling to give you a hug. his arms instantly wrapped around you and he ended up rolling your body around from side to side as you two hugged, giggling as you felt the bedsheets mess up beneath you. karl eventually stopped and let go of you, realizing that he almost made the both of you roll off the bed. he attempted to calm down his enthusiasm, catching his breath as he stared down at you with an ecstatic grin. he's never felt this happy about an individual person, not even quackity or sapnap.
