Sleep

Part 13

The helicopter came to a landing on the roof of the house. I was terrified the building would cave under the weight or that Delirious would crash, but to my relief we landed safely in the shelter of the dark. Climbing from the chopper, I moved to the side of the house so I could use the side gate to climb down.

Evidentially, Delirious had no such concerns.

As I dropped onto the ground, I watched him walk straight off the roof, without a care in the world. His face came into hard contact with the ground and my hand shot up to my mouth as I gasped.

I watched the dark outline stand up as if nothing had happened, and I couldn't help but giggle as I moved towards him.

Opening the back door, I walked toward the bedroom, with the clown at my heels.

"How did you get in here?" He asked, clearly only just know realising it was strange that is directed him to 'my place' inside the game world.

"I opened the door, it wasn't locked" I said, entering the room and switching on the light before heading to the cupboard.

"I've worked out that I can practically interact with everything as if it were real" I added, pulling open the cupboard. Only to freeze, my eyebrows pulling inward.

"Uh, shit"

"What is it?" Del asked, moving to stand directly behind me, so that he could see what I saw. An empty cupboard. "Oh"

"I haven't bought any clothes" I said, trying to think of a solution.

Closing the cupboard, I turned and started pacing the empty space of room at the root of the bed. I ignored the sound of the cupboard swinging open again, until I saw the familiar glow in the corner of my eye.

Pausing, I looked over. And surely enough, around Delirious' feet was a golden ring. More importantly though, a full cupboard.

Quickly moving over to him, I noticed that all the clothing was blue hoodies, grey shirts, and dark pants. In other words, his characters clothing.

"Delirious, that's perfect! I can see it all! Your clothes, I can just use some of yours!" I said, a large smile lighting up my face.

"We can be matchy!" He said, stepping away from the cupboard. But to my concern, as he stepped away, the clothes evaporated as the door swung shut.

"Uh"

Stepping toward the cupboard, I opened it, only to see it empty again.

"Maybe I have to stay there" delirious said, and I moved out of the way for him.

The golden glow appeared again and he opened to a full space, clothes hung and stacked neatly.

"Go for it" he said, and I stepped in front of him. I grabbed a pair of the tracksuits, and a the loose grey shirt.

As I walk walking out of his way, I noticed how huge the shoes were, and I laughed. Lucky I'd kept mine clean.

"Ok, thank y-" I was cut off by my watch.

"Grab a jacket too, wind might hurt skydiving"

Biting my lip, I nodded, quickly grabbing one, before ushering him from the room.

As he stepped out, I closed the door, and stripped from my clothes.

Slipping the trackies were super loose, and I was grateful for the strings allowing me to pull them tighter. I made sure to knot it securely, didn't want my pants falling when I no longer had underwear. They were only a little too long, but not to the point of affecting my walking or running. I pulled on my red converse and socks after brushing off the sand covering my feet, doing almost the same with my bra. The sand removal, that is.

How did so much sand even get caught in there?

Pulling in the shirt, I laughed loudly at how loose it was. Taking one of my two hair bands on my wrist, I tied a knot at the side to make it less likely to get in the road.

Slipping on the jacket, I half zipped it up, pushing up the sleeves and putting up the hood.

I left the room, and when I didn't see Delirious, headed for the loungeroom.

He was seated on the couch in front of the tv, playing a game. I scowled, because I hadn't been able to make it work.

"You look good in my clothes" he said, standing from the couch and sauntering toward me. My cheeks immediately heated and I shoved his shoulder playfully.

"Ah, cut it out would you?"

"Just being honest" he said, casually walking toward the back door.

My mouth dropped open as I looked down at myself. Nothing special, just the same casual wear that he himself had on.

Giving myself a second to calm down, I braided my hair down the back. Part way through, Delirious walked back inside, moving toward me.

There was a brief flash, as if someone had taken a photo, and I blinked.

"What was that?" I asked with a frown.

"What?"

"The flash"

Had he not seen it? It was definitely there. Maybe to do with me being in the game somehow.

"There was no flash for me. Maybe it's because of the screencap I just took" he said, and my frown fell away only for my cheeks to flush again. Why did I even bother trying.

"Delete it! I probably look like shit!" I grumbled, finishing my braid and dropping my arms to cross over my chest.

"I doubt it, it'll be fine" he said, and I stomped toward the door grumbling. Leaving the lights on to keep the house lit, I grudgingly stood by the door to close it behind the stubborn masked man.

There was no point in arguing, if he wasn't going to let me win. Plus, it didn't actually bother me, it was more flattering and cute than anything.

He ran past, headed straight to the fence to climb, and I closed the door.

When we climbed in the chopper and headed up, I started to feel a little nervous. What if the chute doesn't open? What if he don't open it in time? What if it doesn't work with me holding on to him? What if I let go?

I knew this was actually a very dumb idea, especially with me not having my own parachute or a proper harness, but I wasn't going to chicken out.

By the time we were high over the city, my heart was pounding rapidly, and I was clenching and I clenching my hands.

"Wait, we don't have a parachute for you"

I couldn't help but laugh loudly at the idiot next to me. Smiling at him, I was grateful for the words to distract me from my nerves.

It was hard to hear them over the loud whir of the blades above us, slicing through the air, but I still caught them.

"I thought you realised that? I was just gonna hold on" I said, shrugging. I could hardly hear myself, and the chattering of my teeth didn't help, but I was sure he'd hear me fine. The helicopters weren't this loud normally.

"Wtf, no! That's so dangerous!" He said, and I decided to keep the watch near my ear to hear better. I giggled a little at the way wtf was said, and began more rapidly clenching my hand still in my lap. This wasn't helping my nerves.

"Too late now, if you don't jump, I'll do it alone" I threatened, not sure if I believed my own braveness. Glancing down, I tried to swallow the lump in my throat.

"You wouldn't" he said. The drops of the helicopter whenever he typed was scary at first, but I'd gotten more used to it now.

Moving myself to the door, I pressed a hand to it and got ready to jump.

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I'm so sorry for the pause! It's realistically only been a few days but I want to update often. It's just, I'm back home at the moment so I've been busy catching up with everyone! This is one of two or maybe three updates, depending on how my fingers feel xD they're cold af so it's hard to type.