A BitMoreLove in Lloyd's Bank - A short BitMoreDave Fanfiction.

To The Bank

I was so late, like really late. I had so many things to do… first on my list- ah yes! Go to the bank.

Making my way out the door, I run to the bus stop, hurriedly trying to comb my rat's nest of hair. I look at my non-existent watch (don't wear watches, noob) and tap my foot impatiently and the bus drifts the nearest corner and slaps itself infront of the bus shelter. Getting on the bus, I make eye contact with the driver. He gives me a shallow, meanie pants look as I twiddle my thumbs shyly placing my money in the box while waiting for my bus ticket to fondle itself through the ticket giver. I calmly find a seat at the back of the bus, eventually starting my route towards my local bank. The journey felt long longer than I had felt anything before… The thought of actually communicating with people scared me as I would have to use 1% of my power to actually say words to people. Though surrounded by many thoughts, I eventually arrive at the bank.

Slowly, I push the metal automatic door button; twiddling my thumbs as I sit at the bank, waiting for the customer service man to finally glance my way without retracting his balls inside of himself in disgust of the thought that he had to actually do his job once in his life. Eventually, he beckons me to join him on a seat, staring me down intently. I put on one of my award-winning fake grins as I greet him.

A few hours later, we are casually making conversation about how dead inside we feel until I happen to glance to the right of me. I gasp hard, slyly putting my two index fingers together while looking down…uwu. He was perfect,  like a running water to an empty stream… his beautiful, delicate locks to his soft eyes, nose and lips; down to his carefully articulated body and strong limbs. I look back down at the customer service helper as he faints momentarily after. The… the sight was too much. The man and the horse… was too perfect. "S-senpai!" I cried out from the subtle silence as both entities turned towards me. Biting my lip nervously, I stand up from my seat and signal my shy "uwu" signal. The man notices and slowly gets the horse to trot over towards me. My heart felt like it was going to explode from the amount of lustful tension I felt in that room at the time. As the man and his horse approached me, I heard two other workers in the background faint behind me, their limp bodies twitching in delight (man I feel this description is dark af).
Stuttering, I say; "W-what's your name?…"
The man slowly lowers his head, looking into my eyes with a gentle friendliness within them.
"My name is Dave, BitMoreDave." He remarked with a slight devilish smirk on his face. I frowned.
"I-I didn't ask YOU, I asked the HORSE." I retracted in fright. Dave rolled his eyes, mumbling something under his breath about the horse getting all the attention and said;
"Downlands Cancara."
Biting my lip in excitement, I frantically fling myself over the customer service desk and grab a piece of paper and write my number onto it. "Call me +44 123456786969."
I place the paper into the horses mouth and it begins to chew it up. I giggle, embarrassed as I look up at Dave. He looked back down at me in a somewhat shameful dissapoint, one too familiar to one my parents make when I'm in their line of vision. I make a disgusted Karen face at him and proceed to stroke the horse. Sighing deeply, he eventually gives up and gets off the horse. Still giggling shyly (owo) I stroke the horse some more, pressing my face into its fur with loving intent. Dave stands there, rolling his eyes, disprovingly at every person in the room.

Moments go by and he leads the horse away from me and into another room. I stand there, shocked and violated of my rights as a true patriot of a Lloyd's customer. Sternly, I pull the most "I request to see the manager" face and begin to poke Dave shamelessly while rambling about the absolute shite service he has given me as a person both physically and internally. Being as I am now livid, I snatch Dave's glasses from his dissapointed face and threaten to sell these on ebay under the name; "Theuwuegirlqueen." He snarls and tries to snatch his glasses back from me.
Eventually, we begin rolling around on the floor arguing back and forth and throwing subtle threats at each other. Dave eventually grabs his glasses and stands up, leaving me with my back to the floor in a flushed mess (😏 … jk.) I stand up frantically and storm out of the bank, crying to myself while thinking about my lost senpai Cancara. To this day, no one ever sees me again after that incident. Dave is happy.

The End.