Error lay on the couch, not bothering to reinforce his 'five feet' rule to Ink who was also beside him. He felt lost, maybe even broken. He couldn't focus, let alone on the TV blaring in front of them in an vain attempt to distract himself. No one spoke, and no one made attempts to break the silence. Error stared blankly at the floor as he traced his eyes along every line in the wood, painfully exhausted from being forced to wrap his mind around this new information, this new situation. New everything. Everything was shitty. Why did he care.
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Sickly - An Errorink Drabble
Historia CortaError is sickly. Ink takes notice. (Drawing by me) (Error - loverofpiggies) (Ink - Comyet) (Sci - TalkingSoup) (Dream: Joku) (Blueberry: Undertale Community)
