~helping hand~

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I was walking home when I had the feeling I was being watched, knowing that it could be many things, ghosts, random humans, but then I thought back to who else would watch me, Slenderman. Glancing behind me hoping to spot him, but no he wasn't there, continuing to walk home I had the feeling again but ignored it this time. I got to my door when I heard static and the feeling of being watched, this time I knew it was Slender, sighing "if you need something why don't you just come and talk to me?" I scolded, turning around arms crossed I was met with a faceless man in a black suit. Opening the door, I gestured for him to come in, the house wasn't the best and I hadn't time to unpack properly yet. "So, what can I help you with old friend?" I asked wandering to the kitchen, I knew he would follow while I made drinks for us, "I need help looking after the 'pastas, none can cook, and I've been too busy to cook" turning around, losing the smile I asked "are you sure you want me to look after them? You do know why I went into hiding correct?" he nodded. I knew why he wanted me to help him, one I was good with taking care of others, and the fact I was one of the only friends he trusts enough, "fine I'll help, but it better not turn out how my last one did" handing him his drink.


~ author here, just want to say that this story is just something that realized I had started in one of my other stories so I'm finally making this story. and even though I know I'd be making a shit ton of drafts first and then I'll be posting like two a day or something. but I'll post this chapter first, please let me know if it's good enough to be continued or if you want it to be continued, otherwise this will just be gaining drafts and never get posted properly. Anyway, bye for now, creatures~


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