I TALK: i saw this animation of Tallulah with a song and it was called "Live On" by American Authors, and it just made me think of a sad guy who lost his partner bc of the line "I'll leave the light on" and he like left the light on in the room or smth, idk. And also I wanted this to be irl but if it was irl it'd be so sad that I don't even think I could write it.
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BIG Q POV
"He hates her, Sam" I cross my arms and lean back into the booth, feeling myself shrink the more I felt his gaze on me. I bite into my bottom lip, staring down at the empty seat next to me. "He won't do anything.." I whisper under my breath.
"Hated" Sam corrects me, I scoff at him. "But it's worth a shot, maybe just lie" He shrugs. "Say: if you revive Y/N, I'll leave you alone" He tells me, he knows I hate using and hearing her name but he still uses it. "And after a week or something, go back to the prison and torcher him again" He explains his plan. I was to scared to do that, because if he ever did escape, then she'd be something he's after, because he wants to see me suffer, doesn't he know I already feel the worst I've felt in years?
"No" I shake my head and sit up straight. "Sam, you know I've already said no to doing that.. he'll fucking hurt her" I glare at him, placing my hands on the table. His eyes soften, he lifts his hand and goes to lower it onto mine but I slap his hand away. "Don't fucking touch me" I scowl, pushing myself out of the booth and storming out of Tubburger, I hear him faintly call out to me but I ignore him.
Sam wasn't the best person to talk to about her death, I always made the "mistake" of not using past tense with her, I did it on purpose, everyone used it on her while I just didn't, it gave me a happy feeling and told me she was still out there, she was just on an adventure and hadn't contacted me in a while. But Sam was the only one to ever correct me on my "mistake".
"Oh! Hey Big Q!" I knew it was Tommy. As much of a bad mood I was in, he was always fun to have around. I lift my head and see him waving and running over.
"Uh, yeah, hey Tommy.." I smile at him. He took her first life during the end of Manburg while he was trying to attack Dream. "What's up?" I ask him.
"Can we walk? I wanted to discuss joining Las Nevadas" He admits to me, and even though this could've been an obvious lie.. my smile grows larger. A new person to the crew was always nice.
I agree and follow his footsteps, only paying attention to what he said and not where he was taking us. "So, what have you been up to lately? Of course I haven't got much free time so I'm always working on Las Nevadas-- but my friends are important to me, I wanna hear how you've been" I lie straight to his face, but he wouldn't know.
