Blue is your favorite Color

-Isekai fic cross-posted from Ao3-
(Wheatley x reader)
Days often melded together in the middle of global crisis. The months blur,and time tends to feel like a thick jelly, rather than any linear passage. While the universe knows not of what happens on a little blue and green planet, humanity deals with crisis in its own way. Escapism is a term that humans really are no stranger to, and especially not them. An obsession with older games that still shine its own story like a spotlight even after years was no stranger to them. Portal, such a lovely game series it was, and certainly a worthy contender for the next thing to lose themself in too deeply. They'd play for hours until exhausted, and fall back asleep as per a usual routine,waking up in the same location.

Or not, if the universe had any say to it