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When you were young, you gained a small pen-pal who lived in New Jersey. Letter after Letter, you grew to care for your pen pal. Until, the letters suddenly stopped coming and over time, this pen pal seemed to become a vivid memory in your...
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(f/a) = favourite animal. ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫
(y/n)'s eyes opened to find herself in a black abyss, no audible sounds could be heard from anywhere. Her eyes searched for something, anything in this dark void. But nothing.
It seemed she was alone, until a voice spoke out to her.
"He is dangerous." She turned around to find a figure of light, its head covered by a pulsing pencil squiggle. Its voice boomed, being able to command an army of men just with one word.
Her eyes squinted from the sudden light, "How do you know?" the (h/c)-girl questioned, knowing who they were talking about.
"I have seen everything. From simple beginnings to its terrifying end. All knowledge resides within me. So take my word, child. And run. Run far far away from this retched place and never return. For your sake, and mine." The figure spoke, its words getting more and more distorted.
(y/n) found herself floating upwards, her feet parting with the ground. She wanted to ask so many questions to this creature. What was it? Why was it here? Why was it warning her about him? About this place?
However, the creature waved her goodbye, "'Till we meet again, (y/n)"
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The girl shot up from her slumber, a cold sweat trailing down her forehead. The dark room she awoke in was unfamiliar to her tired eyes, only to feel movement coming from her side.
"(y/n)...? Are you alright...?" She found Sal next to her, sitting up in the bed slightly.
Her heartbeat slowed as she gained control over her breathing, realizing that she was simply in the bed of her boyfriend, Sal. Or maybe more friend with benefits? It's very complicated.
The memories of last evening rushed back to her at the sight of him. The two had spent the night together, watching old movies and cuddling together. Eventually, they fell asleep in his bed and seemed to just stay there together.
A tired smile graced her lips as (y/n) nodded, laying back down and turning to face him.
"Yeah, just another bad dream," She said in a whispered tone, watching as he laid back down next to her.
His face was exposed, getting more and more comfortable around (y/n). His hair was taken out of the pigtails and left out. While his glass eye was placed in a cup that stood on his nightstand, his mask next to the cup.
Her hand tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear, before she pecked his forehead. Their arms wrapped around each other, going back to cuddling each other. A nice feeling of warmth washed over (y/n) as she held him close.
