𝖡ᥣ𝗈𝗈ო'ડ ᑲɑડ౿ო౿𐓣𝗍 ♡♡ [DISCONTINUED]

𝖠 ડρꪱᜒᑯ౿𝗋

The flickering screen cast an eerie glow across the faces of Dyso, Bloom, and Divided, huddled on the couch, popcorn scattered around like fallen stars. The soundtrack of the horror movie pulsed with tension, a violin screeching as a shadowy figure crept down a darkened hallway. Bloom, clutching a pillow like a shield, flinched at every creak and groan.

Suddenly, a hairy, eight-legged creature materialized on the screen, its beady eyes gleaming in the dim light. “A spider!” Bloom shrieked, leaping to his feet, the pillow falling from his grasp. “It’s right there! On the screen!”

Dyso and Divided, their laughter exploding like thunder, pointed at the screen, their eyes sparkling with mirth. “Bloom, it’s just a movie!” Dyso roared, clutching his stomach. “It can’t hurt you!”

“But it looks so real!” Bloom cried, his voice trembling. He scrambled onto the couch, placing a strategically placed cushion between himself and the screen, as if it could stop the spider from leaping out.

Divided, still cackling, pulled out his phone and started recording. “Oh, man, this is gold! I’m gonna post this online!”

Bloom, oblivious to their amusement, frantically searched for a way to escape the perceived threat. “I think I'm gonna be sick!” he wailed. “Can we just turn it off?”

Dyso, wiping away a tear of laughter, offered a suggestion. “We can always skip ahead, if you're feeling that uncomfortable.'

“No, skip ahead!” Bloom cried, now clinging to Divided's arm. “Just get rid of it! Please!”

Divided, realizing that Bloom was genuinely terrified, finally put away his phone. “Alright, alright, calm down. We’ll turn it off.”

As the screen went black, a wave of relief washed over Bloom. He slumped back onto the couch, his face pale and drawn. “Thank you,” he whispered, “I think I needed that.”

Dyso and Divided looked at each other, unable to keep the amusement from their eyes. “You know,” Dyso chuckled, “you’re a lot easier to scare than you look.”

Bloom narrowed his eyes, “Don’t push it, Dyso. It wasn’t funny.”

“But it was hilarious!” Divided piped up, his voice thick with laughter. “We’ll never let you live this down, Bloom.”

Bloom, shaking his head but unable to hide a small smile, knew that the memory of his spider-induced panic would live on forever, a testament to his undying fear of the eight-legged creatures, even if they were just on a screen.