Projectionist x projectionist reader

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Unique idea from @InkCatWarrior
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[female reader]

It was dark, just how I liked it. My light showed me the way throughout my home- level fourteen. I sat down in the ink, relaxing. The gentle whirr of my projector was calming, it was perfect. I suddenly heard a screech like no other. It was tremendously loud, and echoed through the level. I looked over to the entrance to see another. I jumped up, and went over to it. Our lights blinding each other. I slowly shook its hand, writing my name on the wall. '(Y/n)' is what I wrote. The projectionist looked at me, writing his name below mine. He then put a heart around our names. '(Y/n) + Norman' is what was written, along with a huge heart around it. I hugged him, happy that I wasn't alone any more. "Hurry up my little errand boy~" A certain voice sung as the lift landed on our level. 'Oh no'. I thought.

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Unique, I like it.

It was a little different, not really being able to write dialogue, but oh well. I survived, right?

Bye!
~Dee

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