Taco woke up finding herself in an empty room. "Knife? Microphone?" She yelled out.
She stood up, waiting for a response.
...
Nothing.
She saw that the door was wide open so she went out, seeing ward rooms and an empty hallway.
Taco walked around, the wards were empty, she shrugged it off and paused all of her movements.
And within a blink of an eye; there he was. The first person she called friend, Pickle.
"Pickle?" Taco quietly said before running up to hug him.
"W-who's that... I cant see..."
Tacos eyes widened. She looked closely at his vision, hes gone blind.
"Its me, Ta... Test tube!" She laughed, It took a second for her to respond back, she didn't want Pickle to find out or else he'll hurt himself.
"Test tube? You sound different."
"Makeover."
The two started laughing, enjoying their time together. Even though Pickle didn't know it was Taco she wants to make the most of it.
That's what Taco always wanted, she cherishes this moment with her old friend. No, best friend.
But now he's gone blind she just has to keep pretending.
She didn't want that, she hates pretending, after all... her acts before were all pretend too.
Why would she do it again?
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OJ was heading back to the hotel that he unfortunately abandoned, he wanted to get his old things and put it in his office on display.
OJ spotted the pictures above of him and Paper. OJ almost felt himself smile but he brushed it off anyway, he's just here to get the things he wanted.
He opened the door of his old office wide and got straight to packing before leaving.
He left the room, and glanced at the photo frame again...
He grunted and sighed. This is the way he is now, and he's gonna move on like nothing happened.
OJ was starting to get these bad feelings. Like, something is messing with his head.
“I should go check up on him.” OJ said before leaving his office. The door creaked wide open, and Paper was nowhere to be found.
OJ snapped.
Maybe him changing back wasn't the best thing for him.
TO BE CONTINUED
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