Starring Armen, Jessie, and Drake
*Armen has come to visit Jessie at her house. They are sitting on the living room couch talking about how Armen is a YouTuber and livestreamer*.
Jessie: And you actually get money from livestreaming? That's awesome!
Armen: Yeah, it's nice to interact with fans too. And YouTube is just a hobby.
Jessie: Do you think that maybe... I could be in a video or livestream?
Armen: Totally! I'll call you up on my next one. It'll be- *Starts coughing*.
Jessie: You okay?
Armen: *Ahem*. I'm good. As I was saying, I'd love to have you when- *Coughs again, but it sounds more scratchy*.
Jessie: Armen? *Getting worried*.
Armen: It's nothing. *Cough cough*. I swear. *Coughs up blood*... Ugh... No, not now...
Jessie: Armen?! What's the matter?!
Armen: *His skin becomes very pale*... I'm f-fine... *Coughs up more blood*... Ow... *His eyes become a dull shade of blue as he drops to his knees*...
Jessie: A-Armen! *Has flashbacks of everyone dying in front of her on the night Herobrine took Poke 8 years ago*... N-no... I c-can't lose someone else... *Tears form in her eyes*... *Gets out her phone and calls Drake*...
Drake: *Answers his phone*. Hello?
Jessie: *Says really fast in between sobs*. Drake, I need your help! Armen is coughing up blood and he's really pale. I don't know what to do, please help!
Drake: Woah, calm down. What's wrong with Armen?
Jessie: He's coughing up blood... And he's really pale... What do I do, Drake?...
Drake: Oh, shoot... I'll be there in a sec! Just stay calm. Can you do that?
Jessie: Mm hm.
Drake: Alright, I'll be there. *Hangs up*.
Jessie: *Hangs up and looks at Armen*... Armen...
Armen: *Looks up at her as he begins coughing up a black goop*...
Jessie: Drake is coming to help you. I... I don't know what to do.
Armen: *Cough cough cough*...
Drake: *Teleports into the room holding a bucket and a first aid kit*. I'm here!
Armen: *Cough cough*... D-Drake...
Drake: I'm here Bro, I'm here. *Goes over to him and grabs his hoodie*. Let's get this off before you get it messy, same with your favorite shirt. *Removes Armen's white hoodie, then his gray shirt*.
Jessie: Will he be okay?...
Drake: As soon as I get him situated. Okay Armen, on the couch you go. *Sits Armen down on the couch*.
Armen: *Sits down on the couch, then lays on his back*... I feel like trash... *Cough*...
Drake: I know. *Puts the bucket he brought next to the couch*. You can cough in that as always. *Opens the first aid kit and takes out a potion of regeneration*. And you have to drink this. *Hands it to Armen*.
Armen: *Takes it and drinks it*... Ugh...
Drake: Now, rest. You'll be okay. *Looks at Jessie*. He'll be fine.
Jessie: What's wrong with him? I've never seen this happen to anyone before.
Drake: Armen suffers from long term wither sickness.
Jessie: I thought wither sickness only lasted a minute or so.
Drake: That's short term, this is long term. Here, let's sit down for a sec and I'll explain.
Jessie: Okay.
To Be Continued...
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Roleplay Short stories
FanfictionAs I've mentioned in my bio, most/all of my stories are based off of a Roleplay I do with a friend. These are a bunch of short stories I've come up with. I hope you enjoy them! Notice: Updates on this book will be random.
