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Why did you curse us kid..” Guest 1337 murmured, clearly afraid of this..child? Man-child? Idk
“Don’t worry dude! It’s not so..bad” the random kid said, crossing their arms. Elliot didn’t know if the child was a he or..so he just used they. (I lowkey don’t remember if the kid was he/she/or they ima use they for now..?)
Elliot massaged his forehead, his head still throbbing after..did he pass out? Yeah..uh, he probably passed out.
“S00..why ar3 y0u h3r3?? *-*” Veeronica asked, tilting her head a bit. The survivors were all gathered around the fire place, either sitting on the couch/armchairs or just standing around.
The child looked like they were thinking about what Veeronica said, until they finally spoke up. “Oh, I’m just visiting, yeah?”
Silence.
Nobody ever got out, and nobody ever got in. (unless they died, of course.)Everybody knew that, and Elliot could see it in their expressions. But this, this ugly ahh kid can just..VISIT?
“Uhm..why’s it so quiet?” The kid pointed at Elliot. “Oh yeah, you owe me pizza for *cough* SAVING your life.”
His face flickered between a shocked expression to a “are you serious?”.
The child nodded.
Elliot groaned and got up, trying his best to not fall down, or collapse once again. DAMN these bandages were not wrapped properly..One of the survivors, Two time, helped him. They were surprisingly strong, for a person that looked so frail.
“Easy there, Elliot. We wouldn’t want our best healer to be gravely injured.”
“..thanks Two time. I owe you one.” As they exited the..lobby? Main room? The survivors started asking questions.
“H-how did y-y-you get here..?” Noob asked worriedly, biting his nails.
“Can you gamble?” Chance exclaimed, a gleam in their shades.
“Who are you visiting?” Builderman asked, taking one of Shedledsky’s chicken. What a fatass.
“Ladies, ladies!” The child said, and at that, everybody shut up.
“I’m a guy.” Most of the survivors said in unison, glaring at the kid. Holy fuck was he cooked lmao