(Sorry, the first part's a bit short)
(Y/N)'S P.O.V.
Dave Strider, my best friend, no, the love of my life. But... he won't talk to me. Ever since Dirk died... He's been locking himself in his room, he doesn't leave to use the bathroom, he doesn't leave to eat, he doesn't leave for anything! And recently... it's starting to scare me. He's been locked in his room for two months. I don't know if there's anything I can do. I tried to talk to him, he wouldn't respond. I tried to open the door, it was locked. I tried to unlock the door, and it seemed to be barricaded. I want to help him, but I don't think there's anything I can do! Though... I still don't want to give up... I miss him. I miss the old Dave Strider. I mean, sometimes he was an ass, but he was still a lovable one. I've never seen this side of him...
I sigh. It's about seven o'clock. A little nap won't hurt...
I lay down on the couch and lie there until I fall asleep.
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Midnight Snacks (Depressed!Dave x Reader)
FanfictionEver since dirk died, Dave has been keeping himself locked in his room. He never leaves his room, not even to eat. This makes you very worried about him, you always try to talk to him, but he never responds or opens the door. What would one little m...
