BFB-ronpa: Inanimate Massacre

[II - Hangout] A Visitor... I Suppose.

. . .

*knock knock knock*

What the fuck. What's this now?
Huh, might as well sleep through this. Not like it'll bother me.

*knock knock knock*

Again? God this fucker is persistent as hell.
If they're here to kill me, I might as well open that door.

Wait that's not supposed to happen, I'm the protagonist of my own life right now. It'll be too boring if I die now.
Whatever. This person's not my alarm clock.

*knock knock knock-*

"Okay, I get it. What the fuck are you doing here?" I stood at my door, seeing a figure covered in a blanket. I couldn't tell who, but I could tell it was a girl. "Can I y'know, come inside? Match didn't let me in." It was Pencil. She then proceeded to barge into my room, uninvited.

She sat on my bed, glancing at my room. "It's 3 in the damn morning! What are you doing here?" I crossed my arms, grabbing a bottle of water. "Yeah, about that. I wanted to talk to Match about her beef with you. But she's still asleep. So I'm asking you." She said. She starts looking at my room, with a weird look. "Your room looks so... bland." She mutters out. I raised my eyebrow slightly.

"You know what- We're getting off-topic." I grunted, trying my best to tidy up. "What's that about Match and me?" I turned towards Pencil.
"Soo... she has vented to me about you sabotaging me." She started, I furrowed my eyebrows. "Like y'know when I was drawing on the TV-window thingies?" She pointed atop.
"I didn't even do anything?" I scratched my head. "That's the thing. She's just... a bad partner."

"Partner, as in..." I droned.
Pencil then looked at me, confused. Did I say something wrong? Or am I questioning their relationship. She then bursted out laughing.
"Haha...! What a silly ass question!" She chuckled. "Of course we're dating. But y'know... she's a bad partner. There, I said it."

I was picturing a normal couple relationship, but not like this. But then again, Pencil seemed to be sorry for Match's behavior. Like at the kitchen when we first met. So it's... understandable. And no... I haven't had any romantic relationships yet. So I don't have any idea what to expect.
"...She's just a bit too clingy with me." She starts. "It's just too uncomfortable, but I can't tell her that to not ruin our relationship."
She hesitated before speaking again. "I just want her to be happy with me, that's why I said that I'm on a diet yesterday."

"So that's why I always apologize to you guys, just because of my stupid bitch girlfriend!" She sighed. "She wasn't even like this back at school, I mean- our old school." She slowly walked over towards the nearby mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, before it cracking open to drink it.

"Dude... Why didn't you just dump her, y'know?" I asked.
"Huh. You wish I can do that." Pencil folded her blanket as she spoke. "If I did, she would've just killed me right then and there, then go find another partner." Damn... that girl's wild. "That's what she said anyway."

Oh god, I thought she was gonna say something else. Like I saw some girl use an AI chat application to replicate their exes personality online, but who am I to judge. Match looks like the type to do so. That makes me chuckle.
I tried to brush the thought off then continued. "...Well then, I guess you should avoid breaking up with her, knowing our current situation..." I jokingly replied.
Pencil just chuckled. "Yeah... If I die suddenly, then you know who to blame." She laughed.

"Then what the hell does this relate to me and Match's situation?" I said. She threw the empty bottle down the trash, missing by a little. "Fuck..." I heard her mutter out then turning to me. "...She's trying to isolate you from us or something."

"She's been trying to fuckin'- vent to me or something about "Oh! Pencil, that motherfucker just ruined your picture! She has to die-" And proceeds to describe how she'll mercilessly kill you in the most bone-chilling way possible. It was nuts!" Pencil gestured, with exaggerated movements.
Hah! What a joke. Now we know who to actually blame when either one of us is dead, I sure hope that doesn't happen though. By the way, geez! Does this how those popular girls talk during their gossip moments?

I just sat there, trying to hold my laughter. "But whatever, the poor girl is overreacting." Pencil bit her lip. "And oh, I forgot to mention..."
She then glanced at the clock, It was about 5:10 or something. "Shit, maybe I'll show you during breakfast."
"What is it?" I slipped on my—still blood-soaked—socks. "Well, this whole situation got me to write a book. Still in its "work-in-progress" stages."

"And if I can, I can give it to you. I'll print it out, compile it into a book, and somehow give it to ya." She smiled, hands on her hips.
For... free? I don't need to give money, or- anything? Gosh, this is so unexpected. I looked at her. "What- why?" I muttered. "Because you now know my current situation, duh. I'll give you a signed copy too."

"Whoa... having to rant about Match for so long is just... wow." Pencil suddenly flopped onto the bed, smiling. "Even with a complete stranger! That's a new one." I chuckled. "Hah, I wouldn't even consider you as a stranger! I mean- we've been stuck here for like, two or three days now. Not certain." Pencil stood up, then walked over to the door.

"Well then! Thanks for... listening to my rant." She chuckled. "Don't forget to remind me about the book. I have to go out before Match wakes up, or else she'll go mad." She laughed, draping her blanket over her shoulders, just like how she entered.
I sighed. "Yeah, see you at breakfast." Then she exited my room, presumably running to hers.

Now it's me and myself, in my room. I made my way to the bathroom, and splashed my face with cold water. There is a shower in there, but who knows what'll come out of it. Maybe shit water, blood, or just good water.
...I'll just go outside.

Maybe I finally get to drink that high quality coffee.

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fuck my keyboard is making it SO HARD for me to write this out holy shit
anyway yeah new chapter!11!! yippee!!!

psa i do NOT have any experience with relationships at all so writing a couple is SO HARD UGHURSGHKLJ
this MIGHT be my least favorite chapter to write but who cares because its finished!!!
but as always these are just short hangout chapters so whatever