bad humour + good story (hopefully)

running out of TITLE NAMES?

i would like to take a moment to say thank you

*takes deep breath*

THANK YOU SO MUCH I MEAN IT FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART

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"im tired"
"sAmE"
"lets just go to bed", ink says as he waves at me...walking over to his room

"hEy uH, hOw AbOuT wE sLeEp iN tHe lIvInG RoOm tODAy?"
his eyes are lighting up like the fucking sun

"REALLY??? LIKE A SLEEPOVER???"
"YEs, eXcEpT wE jUsT sLeEp"
"OKAY OKAY!"

he's rushing in to get his blankets
somehow im happier than I was when i was alone

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"You rebuild an entire radio???"
"mhm"
"Thats so cool"
"hehe...thanks. What have you been up to?"
"Nothing much, bored out of my mind"

Dust has a raspy tone...but somehow warm and fuzzy
like a floofy blanket
snuggy wuggy

"Uh you there?"
"Aah! sorry!" i forgot i was on the phone
he's chuckling
cute

"Anyway..." he continues, "i hope you come over sometime..."
his voice sounds like its fading
"Oh of course! I totally will!"
"g...great, see you soon then"
"kay bye!"

i hate to keep the phone after im done talking to him
its like i suddenly realise this is reality

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"DREAM"
"whaaat"
"i need you to listen"
"whhhy"

my brother is currently laying on my sofa staring at the ceiling.

"remember the helping Dust thing?"
"mhhm"
"Maybe, we don't need to do it"
"I know, Blue's got this right?"
"yes, i suppose"
"Okay then why did you call me hereee?"
"Cross"

He gets up faster than i expected
"what about him?"

"Sigh...his tea addiction...too much caffeine is bad for health"
He shifts his glance from me to the floor
"...you too, i mean"
"But its fine we're not having like, a JUG of tea a day!"
"YES YOU ARE!"
"NO WE AREN'T"
"DREAM...ITS NOT GOOD FOR YOU"
"WELL I NEED SOMETHING TO KEEP ME AWAKE OKAY?"
"..."
"Coffee's worse by the way" he says, pointing to my cup
"ATLEAST IM NOT CONSUMING A LITRE A DAY"
"OH rEALLY???"