𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜

(IM MASS UPDATING LOL)

You sighed as the wind picked up, shattering rain against your window. You lonely as could be on that fateful night, the anniversary of your lover's morbid death. The lights flickered out gently, before they abruptly shut off, screams echoing in the distance. You heard faint shuffling come from outside your apartment door, as if someone— or rather something, was slithering up the stairs. It got closer and closer. Ssssss. Closer. Ssssss. Closer.

"Hello?" You cried anxiously, tiptoeing to the door. You peered out of the small, peephole, and caught a view of a small creature. It gently looked up at you, with what seems to be a faintly colored string. His luscious orange fuzz blew in the wind.

"Oh, come in dear," you smiled, gently opening the door.

The unusual creature slithered in, giving you a pang of nervousness.

"What's your name?"

The worm looked at you, dead in the eyes, and shook his body gently.

"Umm, do you talk?" You asked awkwardly.

Again, the worm looked up, but instead nodded his head.

"AM WORM." The creature blurred out.

You nodded, repressing a laugh, and held your hand out, gesturing to the kitchen. "So "AM WORM", are you hungry?"

"OUI, WORM HUNGER." the creature continued, quickly darting to the kitchen as quickly as one could slither.

ok lit what would like to eat "AM WORM?"

"Sand which"