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Dwight woke up with a headache, his head was on a fluffy pillow. Confused, he got up and looked at everything in disbelief. His bed sheets were silky and so comfortable. The room looked like you could fit an entire living room into it.
Dwight looked down at his attire and was glad he was still in what he was wearing in the world of the Entity. He smelt an odor to him causing his nose to wrinkle up. "Ah, you're awake it seems." Dwight jumped as his head snapped over to where the sound was.
Someone with a tall and proper stance in the finest suit of black, accompanied by black pants and tie. A tailcoat with an outfit neatly folded around his arm. "Wh-Who are you?" Dwight studdered, feeling like a little kid as he clutched the blankets as he stared at the well-dressed man.
"Master King has wanted you to take a shower and put these on. He would like you to join him for a cup of tea and a game of chess." The person told Dwight. "You didn't answer-" The tailcoat swished and the stranger left the room, leaving Dwight with the suit.
He grabbed it and went to the bathroom, letting out a squeak as his feet met the coldness of the floor. He felt a blush growing on his cheeks and hoped the walls weren't thin as he got into the shower. The dirt and blood fell off his body and his greasy, messy hair started to become soft again.
He began to wash up, enjoying how the water rolled off his body and how relaxing it was. That's when he remembered a part of the person's conversation. 'Master King' who that? Why did that person say, master? Is he a butler? Dwight's eyes widened even more as if felt like a brick of reality hit him dead in his face. Is David King here?!
He finished up and turned off the water, drying off as he put on the outfit. The black pants that fell nearly at where his ankle was so they didn't get ruined. The tan striped vest with black buttons with an amazing tie that he never saw. Though, Dwight never saw past clips ons so he was surprised at most but this? This must've cost fortunes!
Dwight didn't do anything and left his hair messy as he put on a brownish tailcoat with a gold trim. To finish off his look he pulled on some white gloves and slipped on some polished black shoes.
He walked outside, nervous until he ran into someone hard. He was ready to fall back but that was stopped with a firm, strong hand on the middle of his back. Their left hand is held by his savior of his pride. "Come on Dwight, no need to be scared." The coo made Dwight's heart melt.
Dwight looked up and down the person. His messy brown hair that matched with his coat. His vest was dark grey with stripes, a golden chain peeking out. There was a red jewel in the middle of his scarf surround by a thick gold trim. They had the same matching gloves and pants but with his being a bit higher so you saw the knee-high black socks.
"D-David?!" Dwight blurted out, as soon as David help Dwight with his balance. "Did my stunning good looks give me away?" He asked with a smirk. "A-Actually, quite the opposite. I didn't know you liked dressing up but you look very dapper." Dwight told him, blushing. "In that place would anyone? All anyone ever cares about is to survive. I was lucky enough to get you and me out of there for a while. Then I found this place and honestly, I was surprised I was even let in!"
"Who owns it?" Dwight asked. Though it wasn't a mystery to him as they why they could be there. Maybe they had a kind heart and wanted to help out two injured survivors and actually give them something besides bloody and ripped clothing. "I believe they called themselves Potato King?" David told him. "Are you two related?" Dwight gave him a stare. David only smirked and winked. "Perhaps, you'll never know!" He chuckled.
Dwight rolled his eyes but smiled. "I can't imagine you'd actually be willing to be in that." Dwight giggled. In a split second, David closed in on Dwight, slamming his hand to his right side. This left hand under his chin and lifted it seductively. "You can't deny that I look sexy in it." He chuckled, giving Dwight a wink. Dwight's face burned with embarrassment and swallowed hard. "Besides," David's hand slowly started to trace down his side to his hip, using it to pull Dwight close, "You look pretty damn delicious to me," David whispered in his ear, chuckling as they shared a kiss in the moonlight.
"Pathetic little piggies!" The Entity's hiss caused the trees to try to brace the whirlwind of fury. "You think you can just leave your hell without consequence? If you want to break the rules," Their eyes the burning embers of flames as it focused down on a girl playing the guitar. Her hair fell on her shoulders softly. Tattoos climbed up her arm and spidered around her arm as her fingers ran over the strings. A song she played to bring her hope and chase her fears away.
Behind her was a smiling multicolored round person. He swished his knife in a sadistic manner and the other swirled something toxic in its bottle. His belly bulged out from the clown attire he wore. He let out a belly laugh as he gazed at the girl who wished for freedom from the gates of hell as the Entity smile cruelly.
