⋆˙ ✉️ ⟡ . 𝙇𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧. [𝙍𝙀𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙀𝙑𝘼𝙏𝙊𝙍] ⌗ . ⟡

(5) ₊˚ʚ ᗢ 𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙨 ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

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"I think I left m' plank stock 'round these parts.."

You shot up from your spot looking out the floor Mark was entering.

"Wait, where are you going?!"

You followed after him quickly.

"Mark!"

"Are you seriously leaving?.."

You kept walking toward him and hearing your footsteps made him stop.

"..Look,"

"I think yer gonna be okay without me."

You shook your head.

"You've been helping me and comforting me since i got onto that elevator,"

"I just,"

"I don't want you to leave."

It was just the silence between the both of you, as it was interrupted by him "walking" toward you and placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, i'll be back."

You looked at his hand and placed yours on top of it.

"I really hope you do."

He nodded, slowly taking his hand off and backing away.

"I'll see y'!"

You sighed, waving at him.

"Mhm."

You glanced around at the yellow walls and the ringing silence in your ears, this didn't feel natural.

Nothing felt natural here.

You walked around the area, peaking over the corners still searching around.

Though time had ran out and you were transported back into the elevator.

You groaned, rubbing your eyes with your fists and returning back to where you now sat.

"is.. spud.. everything alright?"

You perked up at spuds question and looked at them.

"..."

"no, not really."

It had been just you and them left in the elevator, the others had left previously on different levels and now they were all that was here.

Though, despite Spud barely knowing anything much about you they were listening to your small vents.

"I don't want to be here honestly.."

"i thought things would go okay, as it has so far.. but what is even happening?

"i get on this elevator and meet someone who has given me comfort, reassurance and pushing me through the levels which i haven't even experienced in so long and then he leaves!"

"The one fucking time!"

"oh, and apparently there are things here as well that can copy my entire body and voice and you can barely notice a difference."

You looked down.

"I just hate it here."

You glanced back up at them and noticed their face filled with sympathy and your heart sunk at that.

And so did your eyes.

You felt tears running down your face and you quickly hid it by looking away, though hands being shaky gave it away. They were shaken up by your sudden cries, slowly "walking" over to you and attempting to wrap their arm around you.

"I'm sorry, i didn't mean to overshare."

"Spudspud.. it's okay." You wiped your face with your palm looking back at them.

"Uhm.. if it spud makes you feel any better.. spud.. i could tell you about the times i was a spud.. counselor!"

You blinked a couple of times at them and sighed. "I think i'd like that."

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