Recently, SMG3 hasn't been feeling the greatest. Something tickled in his stomach and throat. He couldn't quite place what it could be, he didn't care. All that mattered was him spending time with his best friend, SMG4.
SMG3 remained on his bed, shivering and crying the whole night from his nightmare. It scared him half to death. He didn't even want to be near SMG4 as he made things worse. The only way to fix things was to isolate himself in his room. He didn't even let Egg-Dog in.
How many days has it been? 5 days since SMG4 and SMG3 had made contact with eachother, and SMG4 grew more worried every single day. He decided it'd be best if he headed to the internet graveyard to try and talk SMG3 out of this strange none-sense.
Once SMG4 made it to SMG3's home, he knocked on the door. SMG3 flinched at the sound, and it was SMG4. Three got up out of his bed and opened the door as he rubbed his eyes. "What do you want..?" He asked in a sort of quiet tone. "SMG3...tell me what you dreamt about last week."
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SMG4 gave SMG3 a stern look. He looked like he wasn't screwing around, and things would get really messy if SMG3 wouldn't tell the truth. SMG3 glared down at the floor for a few seconds.
"Well? Speak up!" SMG4 said as he raised his voice a bit more. SMG3 gulped and looked back up. "Just...get in the house and...I'll explain everything."
"So what you were saying is that the evil or possessed version of me came to attack you in your dream? So that's why you ran away?" SMG4 crossed his legs. "So the whole thing with the video still affects you? Y'know, I could've helped you out, but you chose to run away instead." "I just..never want to face my problems again." "Yeah, and that's your flaw. You always run away from everything, including me." SMG4 stood up.
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"You are so fucking pathetic. You can rot here for all I care." SMG4 said in an angry tone. SMG3 flinched from the sudden choice of words.
"What..?!" SMG3 stood up and attempted to grab onto SMG4's shoulder, but SMG4 quickly turned back and kicked him down. "Listen, SMG3. Fix your flaws, then come back to me. I don't want to be around someone who is too afraid to face their issues themselves." SMG4 sighed and walked out of the house.
SMG3 remained on the floor. What did he do wrong?
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What did he need to fix? What's wrong with him?
He stared at the floor, going through different thoughts in his mind. Why was SMG4 acting like this all of a sudden? Ever since the whole "It's gotta be perfect" incident, SMG4 had been a lot more hostile and rude and stressed out, and SMG3? More anxious and stressed. He started to freak out and lose his mind to try and fix himself. His "disease" or whatever you wanna call it, wasn't helping either. He vomited and coughed up larger roses each time, making him miss more meetings, which wasn't pleasing SMG4. He was starting to get really pissed off. It was a matter of time until things would become even worse.
