Ticcimask: The new kid

The...New kid?

Tim sipped on the juice box. It was nice and cold. He sighed as the coldness git his dry throat.
He fidgeted with the pencil as he tried to think about what to add to his little story. The story was about some murder. The story was almost complete. He had spent the last few days working on it.
Hoodie watched him carefully, "You know Slenderman hates us having food and drinks in our rooms. Your gonna get into another fight with him"
Tim jumped. It had been so silent that Hoodies voice had startled it.
"Well, I doubt he's going to come in here. He said we could have a day off"
"Tim you should know the rules by now. No. Drinks. In. The. Bedrooms" Slenderman said grabbing the juice box and throwing in the bin
"Sorry sir." Tim mumbled.
"Do you need anything?"Hoodie said, closing his book and placing it on the bedside table.
Slendy looked at him (Well I think he looked at him...It's hard to tell these days) "Yeah, there's a new kid. I need you to show him around. I'm busy and the others having missions"
"But... Jeff threatened to kill me if I go near him again"
"Just stay away from him."
"Fine" Tim grumbled and started to stand up.