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The Watcher (Chap 2)

How many words do y'all want? Honestly, I usually try (and fail) to reach a thousand, but I'll listen to your feedback. <3

Grian's POV

  I tapped my pen on the table, tempo rising  with my frustration. Earlier today, Ren had came to my base in search of a new skin, since he had been using the same one for about ten years. Of course I agreed to find him a new skin, it was always exciting when someone decided to change up their skin, and I was really excited to make him a new one, since I was probably the person in the server to change their skin the most. However, I couldn't think of a design that would suit Ren. Sighing, I went back to doodling a few random designs on some scattered paper I had knocked over in frustration earlier.

  "Hey Grian, I just woke up-Ooh! What are you doing? Can I help?" Taurtis suddenly popped out next to me, signifying that I should've slept a long time ago, since time zones still existed even when he was living in my brain. 

  "I dunno, Taurtis, can you help me think of some ideas for clothes? Ren asked  me to make him a new skin and I can't think of anything." I asked.

  Taurtis looked down at his own clothes. "Uhh, suspenders? And a red shirt, can't have more people stealing my colour, buildswap is confusing enough already. Yup, that's a good idea." He blurted out. He seemed so proud of himself that I didn't have the heart to tell him that his ideas were useless, well, except for the one about suspenders. Wait. That's actually a really good idea. Well, I guess that this is one of Taurtis's smart moments. Now, back to more designing and sewing.

  Fueled by excitement and inspiration, I went back to work. Through a haze of confusion and frustration I managed to procure something decent. Don't tell Taurtis this but, he was a huge help when making the clothes. Although he can't touch anything in the physical world, it's helpful to talk to someone to help you make decisions when you're double guessing yourself, or just doubtful in general. Ignoring my creeping fatigue, I worked through the night, accepting the fact that tomorrow was going to be rough, if I don't sleep through the day..Oh well, I better finish this first. Finishing up the last few stitches, I was finally done with the clothes. 

  Looking at the finished product, a sense of accomplishment washed over me, swiftly followed by crushing exhaustion. Yawning, I sent a dm to Ren telling him that his clothes were done before heading towards my bed.

  "Grian, noooooo! Don't sleep now, you gotta clean up the needles, they're dangerous!"

  "Taurtis, let me sleep, plus everyone on the server are adults, they can take care of themselves."

  "What if someone was flying an elytra down here and poked their feet? Grian? Think of the chickens!"

  "I'm not poultry man, Taurtis, now lemme sleep. I'll clean it up when I wake up.."

  "Oh my god, Gri-"

  Taurtis's voice faded into a mash of gibberish as I fell into the deep embrace of slumber. Oh, I hope I dream about Maui..or Pearl..wait both of them..yes.

  I failed, as usual to write a thousand words, sigh. Eh, I'll probably edit it later and flesh out the contents, also drew some concept art..might show it next chapter..ok cya