Sunflower

Chapter 8

!THIS CHAPTER WILL INVOLVE THE ACTS OF CAR CRASHES AND DEATH READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

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It's been a few days since Pezzy's depressive episode, where he had spent the whole entire day in his bed, with no food or water, and Pezzy really wants to pull that again. Today is not it. He's had enough of it. He spilled food on his favorite shirt, saw a stupid thread on Twitter (almost threw his phone at the wall), spent half of the morning messing with his video, and couldn't get the right edits he wanted... that time he actually threw a controller at the wall, and put a small hole through his wall. (He'll fix that up later). And it's only ten in the morning!

TODAY SUCKS ASS!

And it's even worse when Pezzy keeps being reminded that Droid is giving him the silent treatment. Well technically Pezzy wouldn't call it silent treatment, since he hasn't bothered to even say a single word to Droid since that moment. Pezzy's too scared to even face him. It's been two weeks. They've gone without talking to each other for two weeks! The only time they've really spoken to each other was during sessions for stream, just to keep the fans off their backs, and it's the most awkward conversations ever.

Pezzy knows that the fans are probably seeing right through those awkward conversations, and those awkward laughs, but they didn't bother to say anything, in case Droid or Pezzy will get angry with them. And it's also none of their business, and they really don't wanna assume anything in case something was actually happening with them.

Well... there is -- but it's not like they know that.

Grizzy has even begun to get suspicious about what was going on (well more suspicious than he already was), but to respect Pezzy's wishes, he decided not to question him about it. It'll probably end badly if he tries to talk to Pezzy about it again.

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Pezzy sighed softly, as he made his way down the stairs to see Droid and Grizzy playing Mario Kart together on the switch. Droid was obviously losing to Grizzy, and it's ending up with Droid getting irritated that he can't get a single first place, after being blue shelled multiple times.

"Look who's alive!" Grizzy announced with a laugh. Pezzy just flipped him off as he walked past them.

"You're such a bitch bro!" Droid yelled, as he got blue shelled for like the millionth time.

Pezzy snickered softly, as he grabbed himself a can of Pepsi. He walked past them and was going to back up to his room, before he heard a voice. "Are you going back into your hidey hole, called your room?"

Droid.

Holy fuck! Holy fuck! Holy fuck! Pezzy's head yelled. This was the first time Droid has even uttered a word to him, that wasn't for a session, or just even trying to fake being alright. And Pezzy really doesn't know how to deal with it. It was like his voice is foriegn and he didn't remember what it sounded like anymore.

"Y-yeah." Pezzy stuttered, as he was busy fiddling with the tab of the soda can.

"You know it's not healthy to be just cooped up in your room that much. Especially when you haven't eaten that much today. Why don't you eat something and hang out with us." Droid suggested, and Pezzy just shook his head.

He really didn't know what he was going to say if he even spoke to him. No. He can't. "I'm good. I have to finish editing this video or it's never going to get up in time." Pezzy said. That was a complete lie. He hasn't even sent any clips to his editor for him to edit. He was feeling too depressed to even get out of his bed after what happened this morning.