(I DO NOT AGREE NOR SUPPORT CAPTAINHOWDIE'S ACTIONS. THIS IS MERELY OUT OF BOREDOM.)
"ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ᴵ ʷⁱˢʰ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡᵉⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐʸ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉ ˡᵉⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐʸ ᶜʰᵒⁱᶜᵉ."
You have fallen victim to the Enigma Of One-Sided Friendships and his troubl...
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"Uh, yeah. No."
"Aww but come on! Sleeping in a coffin isn't that bad!"
You sent a harsh glare towards Randal. "Of course you'd say that, you sleep in it!" You retorted. "I am not sleeping in a cramped coffin...especially with you!"
"B-But—I—I kept my room cleaned so that you'd want to sleep here!" Randal tried to clear up.
"You're a joke if you think that you tidying up your room will make me want to sleep in here with you. Your room isn't even clean unless you're out of it!" The words you said made Randal's heart churn but in a good way. You never miss a beat when it comes to watering him down into a pathetic swine, making him feel less of a person than he already was. You made sure that he heard you loud and clear, making your words sound crisp and fine. "Go fetch me a goddamn mattress or something. Don't you dare come back here empty-handed either?" You ordered.
"Wait, so you'll sleep in here? With me?"
"Bring. Me. What. I. Told. You. To. GET." Randal flinched at every word that left your mouth, inching towards the doorway to his bedroom. He hurried out of the room like a mouse, desperate to try to find you something to sleep on. He couldn't have you heading out the door yet, it was too soon for all that!
As you sighed in annoyance, you reached for your night clothes, toothbrush, and toothpaste, eager to change and get ready for bed. Despite your frustration, you couldn't deny that nothing truly terrible had happened so far, and for that, you were grateful. But you had no intention of letting Randal know that. He seemed to believe that he could drive you away if he managed to upset you just a little. You couldn't entirely blame him for his assumption, though.
But that's what you enjoy seeing. You love watching him scurry off to do as he is told, to do whatever you saying, no matter what it is. You never have to put up a fight when it comes to Randal because he simply falls through with what you say without any backtalk. It lets you know that you have him wrapped around your finger.
"Y/n?" You could hear Randal calling your name from his bedroom. With the roll of your eyes and gathered up your stuff and headed back to his room. You smirked with amusement when you saw that Randal had found a mattress—but that wasn't all. He also found a set of sheets and a pillow along with two blankets. You didn't even have to tell him to bring any of that extra stuff!
"Oh Randal," You said with a loving tone before letting out a small yawn. "you're just so thoughtful! I didn't even have to ask you to bring a pillow and blankets, you just did it anyway! Like some obedient dog." Randal didn't say anything, he just stared at your clothing as a blush appeared on his cheeks again. "What?" You questioned, sounding quite standoffish.
"...You look pretty..." Randal stammered out. He wasn't lying, you did look pretty. The blush on his face grew when the realization hit him that he was gonna be sharing a room with a girl. He didn't have many women figures in his life so sharing a room with a girl was like...ancient.
"And you look gross. Move. I'm tired." You pushed passed him and crawled into your homemade bed. It was more comfy than you thought it would be, already snuggling into the comfort of the sheets and blankets. The blankets were up to your shoulders with your head nuzzled into the pillows. You just know that sleep was going to be so much better than sleeping in a claustrophobic coffin. Your brows furrowed with disturbance. Usually, you'd hit the deck by now due to how late it was. You slowly opened your eyes, letting out a shriek. There was Randal, kneeling in front of you, casually just staring at you while you tried to sleep. "What the hell are you doing!?"
"You look cute, heehee...~" Randal responded. Good Lord, why is he so weird? "Hey! How about we get no sleep tonight? We'll just pull an all-nighter! Wait, I haven't shown you my dolls—wanna see them!?—"
"Fuck them dolls, fuck an all-nighter, and fuck you." You replied with a stern response. You made sure that each word that left your mouth was loud and clear. "Here's what we're gonna do. You're gonna walk your ass to that disappoint of a bed and go to sleep. I don't give a damn about what you want to do. GO. TO. BED." And with that, you turned your body over to the other side of the bed with your back facing him.
"Oh." You heard Randal say. "...Can I still watch you to sleep?"
"..." You sat up in bed with a glare written on your face. Randal stared blankly at you. "Get away from me."
"...Okay—but—"
"GO AWAY!" You shouted at him. Why couldn't he just go to sleep? Why did he have to conversant with you whenever he got the chance to, even after you shut him down so brutally? Guess he's desperate for your attention. "Do you really want to make me leave on the first night, you attention freak? Get away from me...my god." you put the blankets over your head as if to create a barrier around yourself. You could feel Randal's presence near you but it didn't last long before you heard the quiet shuffles of movement that were getting further away from your bed. You heard the slight wooden creak of the coffin entrance opening, more shuffling, and then the closing of the coffin that followed along with it.
You let out a huff of annoyance when you heard the sound of giggling from Randal's placement in his coffin. He's so weird...
Oh, how he loves it when you make him feel less of a human than he really is.
