Your name is _____, and you are a (b/c) blooded troll. You enjoy a variety of things, such as reading, playing the (favorite instrument), and singing. You can act very strange sometimes. After emotional events, or simply because you don't feel good, you lock your self away for extended periods of time. It can take a lot to coax you out of your mental slums, even for your moirail.
What should you do?
⇒ Wake Up
You slowly drift into consciousness, keeping your eyes closed, hanging onto the last few moments of the beautiful gray area between sleep and consciousness. This moment is one you treasure, for both the waking world and the dream bubbles toy with your emotions constantly.
The dream bubbles are plagued with the memories of your friends' death, being played over and over on an infinite loop. Sometimes, you meet versions of your friends from other timelines. Some of them like to talk about how they died. You don't know which is worse, seeing your friends die, or having them tell you to your face. The real world isn't much better. Not only are you playing a deadly game for what seems like for absolutely no purpose at this point than to survive, but you also have a flush crush on your moirail Karkat. But, you know he is flushed for the pointy horned teal blooded troll of your group, Terezi. The problem is, half of the time you can't tell if he is flirting with you, or just being nice to you. After all, you are moirails, and it is his job to be kind to you. Maybe you're just getting your quadrants confused.
Finally, youreluctantly get up and get dressed. You have just finished when a notification goes off on your husktop. It looks like someone wants your attention.
⇒ Open husktop and reply to the message
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Confessions 2.0
RandomBack by popular demand, its Midnight Confessions! After not updating this story for a year, I decided to come back and revamp it! (If you didn't read the first version, don't. Its awful. Trust me)
