✨Chapter 71 - clearer than all thou might view with thine eyes (TW!)

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!!BEING DRUGGED/ATTEMPTED KIDNAPPING!!

!!PLEASE PROCCED WITH CAUTION IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THESE TOPICS!!

!!YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

(No happiness in this fic fr fr)

Black Hole P.O.V:

Four people and a cat walk into a bar. I'm one of those four people and this is already weird.

There's music, and talking, and a lot of people, and- and arguing, and...

IT'S WAY TOO LOUD IN HERE...MY HEAD HURTS

My ears ring as we sit down at the bar counter, Pen chatting with the bartender. I latch on to Tree's hand, squeezing it tightly. 

"Do you want your head phones?" They ask, I nod wearily. He nods in response, grabbing my headphones from his bag. Handing them to me with a small smile, "Just try and have fun okay?"

I smile weakly back, nodding slightly. I place the headphones on, the world suddenly becoming silent.

This is much better...

I know right? How do people deal with this much loud...

Hehe, yeah.

Also aren't you supposed to make me feel bad about myself?

I mean, I am technically you, so I'd just be mocking myself.

Fair point.

Hey look a guy.

I turn my head around, looking at someone in a hoodie staring back at me. They quickly turn away, walking behind a small wall. 

That's weird. 

I look over at Tree, their looking away, still holding my hand. They turn around back at me, smiling widely.

I slowly take off my headphones, "What's up?"

"We're going to get you a drink. What do you want?" He asks, handing me a menu. I look over it, staring at the pictures of food on the cardboard.

"Can I get fries?" I ask them, Juno meowing in agreement from my hoodie. Tree nods, peering over my shoulder at the menu as well.

"You want to get a drink as well?" He asks, pointing at a section that says 'Alcohol'. "What like water?"

Remote laughs a bit, "No like...wine? Whiskey, rum. That kind of stuff. It gets you a bit crazy."

"Like when Tree threw up on my rug." Pen says, sipping some water as he waits for his drink to get here.

"You swore you'd never bring that up." Tree glares, peering at Pen angrily. He just shrugs, "Not my problem."

Remote sings a bit of a song about that being not her problem, laughing a bit while she does. Tree rolls his eyes, "How about a shandy? It's like a half beer, half lemonade thing. Won't get you too tipsy."

I shrug, "Sure. Sounds good."

Tree nods, queuing the bartender over. They order for me, for themself, and for Remote. I glance around, pulling my headphones over my head again.

That guy's staring at you again.

I turn around yet again, and lo and behold, the guy is back. They quickly look away, leaning against a pillar, beer in hand.

He's kind of weird...

Yeah...this is weird. I mean, I'm kind of weird so I have no say in this.

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