„MREOW!!"

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(It's either I'm high and I'm tripping or my to gue is actually swelinga)
[EDITED: my apologies I wrote this while munching on something I'm not supposed to munch on(don't take anything from your siblings when they seem a lil too happy]😞🤞 there's another one but I gotta edit the fuck out of that one too]

To think you'd ever begged to be let back in the RPD… the place where you witness Marvin turn into a zombie… and witness the fattest ass you'll ever see.

And apparently you are being held at gunpoint..

"Wooaah, chill I don't want your load on me... or in😈."

"What😨"

You stared at the now terrified male, the male being? Tyrell, bless his non beating heart😞

He gave you a wary stare, looking over at your injured shoulder before talking into his ear piece.

"Hey Carlos, I have someone down here, I think they came looking for shelter–"

"Nuh-uh I was looking for the uhh, the uhhh, uhh… Subway sandwich? What was Jill talking about, pretty sure she said "Subway sandwich".." you gave Tyrell the thousand years stare before slowly blinking like a frog then licking over your crusted dry ass lips.

Let's be honest, who the fuck would have enough time to put lip balm on in a zombie apocalypse…

"Is that glittery lip balm?"

"Cherry flavoured, mmm.. want some" you gave him a kissy face, looking like a crazy fucking person.

He was silent for a moment before talking into his ear piece. "Carlos… help me."

And help him he did, by getting Tyrell to escort you up to the S.T.A.R.S office.

Oh lawd.. he coming, and so am I😞🤞

Two people, one staring contest, whoever loses has to–

"You look like my grandma's scrotum." You softly said as you gave him the goldfish stare.

Not a thought behind those eyes, maybe one thought, that thought being the current words your saying out loud to Carlos right now.

"How much does it take to make a soy milk run for president?"

"Excuse me… huh? What did you say?"

Tyrell was ignoring the both of you, too afraid to look into that thousand yard stare.

Though despite your extremely weird behaviour Carlos could not look away from those gorgeous eyes–

"Burp."

"Why did you say the word burp?"

"I can do a real burp.?"

"Please don't."

You let out the loudest one you could muster before fluttering your eyelashes at Carlos. "Excuse me."  You said with a grin before clearing your throat, ignoring what you just did and the fact that Carlos's hair was now blown up showing off his massive forehead.

Carlos didn't look phased, his face seemed more blank than anything, the place glitched for a quick second before returning to normal much to your confusion.

Your attention went towards the place that it glitched at, ultimately losing the staring contest in favour of feeding your now growing curiosity.

Carlos was still staring blankly while Tyrell was frozen over the keyboard, a loading screen popping up in front of your face before new texts appeared.

YANDERE LEVEL NOW RISING UP! LEVEL 3 Y HAS NOW BEEN LEVELLED UP, LEVEL 48 Y…

You looked absolutely confused, your eyes darting around the white letters as you reached out to touch them.

"What the fuck do you mean level 48" you mumbled eyes blinking rapidly before the texts appear you put your hands down as you looked around the no longer glitching S.T.A.R.S officer.

"Oh I don't like that look your giving me testi man.."

(Ain't ever gonna trust these mfs ever again 😡)