Jack was a normal child, well, if now a days a kid who doesnt get social media normal. his social media consisted of wattpad, steam, and a few others. It had been a long day and he decided it was time he hopped onto steam, to play undertale and fix his genocide run. this would take hours and or days. Jack sighed opening his friends list, millions of people that he didnt remember. some of them would think of him as a fading echo, forgotten and voice gone from their lives. he stared as tears began to pour down his face. he was quick to wipe them away and return to a normal expression. he learned long ago crying isnt a possibility.
he continued to search the list a few he liked were on but none he really wanted to chat with. he growled rubbing his eyes and continued his run in genocide. he spent hours sitting and trying unaware of the passing time. time meant nothing to him anymore, simply there for talking. he muttered quiet phrases to himself, and he aswered half of them almost instantly. later he finally looked up checking the list again, fewer were online. he slowly got up leaving his fading life at the computer and managed to lock themselves in their room to reform their composure. after this he left the room a fake smile plastered onto his face
