What have you done? || 🧠 || [Karlnapity Angst]

7

TW:
Mention of SH
Implied suicide

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"Hey! Big Q! Youre awake!" Tommy smiles at me "What happened?"

I get up, slowly, and analize the space around me
It was a room, a small room. There was a bed, where I was sitting, and some other furniture.

My head was spinning.

"I... dont know" I respond. Tommy humms

"I have to leave in a bit, are you sure youll be fine?" He asks

I look at him and sigh "Yea... yea..."

"If you need anything just call me, yea?" I nod and look away, he gets up "This is the room youll be in"

I also get up and go closer to Tommy. The guy is way taller than me, and he gives a laugh
"Short Q, aye? I should start calling you that"

I chuckle at the comment "Fuck off"

He laughs and smiles at me. "Anyway" He takes a break "Im going to meet someone... you stay here, yea?" Tommy slowly goes closer to the door

I nod and he leaves the room.

I was alone. Again.
This time only for a bit.
I hope...

Theres silence for a bit, after Tommy leaves the house.
I sit on the bed again. The silence was incredibly uncomfortable. But I was alone, right? If I was alone, why was it so uncomfortable?

Because the silence wasnt complete, something was moving. Next to me.
It wasnt an hallucination, it wasnt someone.... was it?

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.
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"Hello!" Someone says out loud.
It wasnt a hallucination, was it? "Oh wait" The voice seemed stuck somewhere

I look around. There was a small hole on the wall
"Come closer, please! I need to- leave"

I get jumpscared, but I do so what it said. I put my hand inside the hole, and someone grabs it
"Yes! Yes! Exactly! Now push- for me to- get out-"

I push the person. It was a slightly taller person. Light brown hair, white shirt and glasses.
He arranges them in the right position and wipes dust off his shirt
"Hi! Im Charlie!"

I stare at him in terror
"What?" Charlie asks

I shake "The fu- What a-are you doing here? Who are y-you?!"
He gets in the bed and lays down

"Im Charlie Slimecicle, observing your life. TradeMark!"

My eyes widen. "What do.. you mean?"

Charlie looks at me and smiles "Not to be creepy, but you have an easy-to-stalk life, Quackity" He laughs "No offense"

"How do-.." I sigh and sit in the bed "Why did you decide to leave now?"

"You need a friend, I need a friend... do you see the pattern? My mouse friend died because he ate poisoned cheese" He sighs "I miss Jeremy... buuut I can be your friend! If you want. Please?"

"Sure... sure..." I sigh "Are you even real? Or is my mind-"

"Oh yea I am real! I am a human. Yes! A human. A human with bones and flesh" He shakes his head like he was agreeing with himself "And you are a human- but with wings!"

I raise an eyebrow at Charlie "You are a huma-"

"YES! A human. I am a normal human" He laughs "A human"

"Ok- Ok- I get it. You ARE a human" I sigh

He gets up and spins "I love life! So much!"

I roll my eyes "I dont"