I'm not really back.
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He stood there. Tears growing more than ever rushed down to his cheeks. He didn't expect this from Bobal at all. He crushed on him deeply as much as Bobot does but this coming from him was too much pain for him to even look at. His chest was pounding in pain as his mind gave him a huge headache all wanting to go away. This is too much for him already. Bobot reached to him a pair of arms wrapping it to a hug around the tall male as he wiped away his tears. Bobot didn't understand the meaning of Bobal's behavior going this far to this extent but at the same time he was expecting it from his abnormal behavior a few nights ago.
A light blue screen was projected through the scruffy man "It's my fault isn't it?" With tears still prickling through his eyes. "It never was. It's his fault he can't handle it." Bobot replied "We made it so obvious darling. "He wanted me gone just look at the writing!" Boder swerved in tears again as Bobot try to reassure him but there came a sudden thump and a slight gasp behind them. They both flinched in surprise and looked directly at the sound. No one was there.
"You heard that right?" Said Bobot as he pulled away squinting his eyes to see an image. Boder shocked his head yes.
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Why do I envy? I shouldn't care.. Balbotder
FanfikceEver since they were made from pixels. Bobal never gave empathy or sympathy for anyone except his friends. They were the only people who was family to him and he accepts it but never expressed it towards his friends. Later he developed some urge to...
