(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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(This will not exactly follow Lucid 8. Sorry for the long update, school is starting this week on Thursday for me...😔)
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Surprisingly, you had woken up before Luther could wake Randal up, with a yawn you make your way to the bathroom where you get yourself ready for the not-so exciting events that would occur today. You weren't expecting to head back to school again but here you are, getting ready like normal.
You decided to accompany Luther in the kitchen, not having nothing better to do. You helped him set up the table for breakfast to be served while he hummed out a little tune. You had to admit that Luther is a pretty good singer—you could totally see him singing for a church or something.
"Y/n, could you do me a favor by waking Randal up?" Luther asked. You nodded your head before making your way down the hall towards Randal's room, peeking back in. The light from the hallway emerges into the darkness of the room.
"Randal, it's time to get up." You say, walking over to the closed coffin where Randal was restfully asleep. You could see that Sebastian moved slightly awake as his eyes fluttered open before squinting them, shielding them from the bright light.
The entrance to Randal's coffin slowly opened. You grimaced at the sight. Obviously, Randal hadn't gotten any sleep last night. There were visible eyebags under his eyes. "Mmm... Y/n...?" He mumbled out.
You scoffed and walked over to where Randal was laying down. "Get up." You repeated in a blunt manner. You snatched Randal's glasses from the carpeted flooring, moving the temples of the glasses outwards before putting them on his face.
Randal groaned as he sat up in his coffin with a yawn. "Are you excited to go to school with me again?" He asked with a grin.
Randal saw the small smile you gave him, feeling his heart skip a beat. So you were excited too! "Mhm."
"So—So you are!? What're you going to do when we get to school? Push me? Humiliate me? Oh, what about punching me?" Randal is we obviously very excited about being able to experience your abuse once again. You couldn't do it as much here without Luther or one of his lousy catmen catching you doing so this is something that Randal yearned for
You picked up a brush from the floor and began to gently bush the tangles out of his hair. "Y'know Randal, maybe if you change who you are, you'll be more likable." You said with a sweet tone that sounded as smooth as honey.
