OJ was tired. So Insanely tired.
All of the stress piling up from running the hotel started to weigh down on him, and it was hard for him to wake up in the morning. The rude behavior from some of the contestants living there didn't help.
His mental...
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In case the title of the book didn't give it away, this is an inanimate insanity horror AU inspired by Helium Deflates and Paint Cans!
This story is going to contain graphic art, murder, self harm, descriptions of gore, fanfiction-esc logic, ships you may not like (PayJay, MeFloor, Lightbrush, and Trophnickel), and other things of the sort!
This fanfiction is not made for the faint of heart, and I WOULD say that only those over 13+ should read it, but nobody is gonna listen to that anyway so why should I even bother.
If you are struggling with mental health issues, please seek help! People will always be there for you, even if you don't think so.
With all that being said, welcome to Hotel OJ.
Where tragedy runs rapid through the halls, and all of the walls are stained with blood.
