{leans against wall, eyelids drooping} "I'm so tired..."
"I'm sure it sucks to be you." {perches on top edge of couch}
"It does sometimes."
{silence}
"Blurry?"
"Yes, Tyler?"
"Can we..." {hesitates} "Have an alliance?"
{raises a brow, grinning} "As in?"
"W-Well, maybe not an alliance... but something like it. We stop fighting each other for a bit. A break." {holds out hand} "Truce?"
{hisses angrily} "You know I hate that word."
{pulls hand back quickly} "Sorry. I didn't mean it. A cease fire, then."
"And why should I 'cease fire'?"
"Because I'm doing what you want...I'm agreeing to die..." {holds out hand again}
"Hmm. You have a deal." {shakes hand slowly} "For now. But if you don't complete your promise..."
"I understand."
"Excellent."
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Conversations With Blurryface
Fanfiction{A Twenty Øne Piløts fanfiction} In his notebook, Tyler Joseph starts recording the conversations and battles he has with Blurryface, the embodiment of his depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts. Will he be able to defeat Blurry, or will his ins...
