(hey, i'll talk tomorrow, i got some stories and sleep to get/make ;TwT;)
(Oh ok)
*as flames surround me irl Ben starts sweating more*
AGGH D DAD PLEASE
*little cigar mark appears on irl bens forehead *
{The creature disappears, almost as if you we're never asleep in the first place, you end up walking back into the room where pico lays}
(that doesn’t seem right pico was comforting Ben)
(alright alright ;T-T;)
P: -shaking Ben a little- Beeeen, wake up man
*wakes up screaming * P PICO AGH *hugging*
P: okay one, oooooow ;-;
and two, are you alright?
*scared* I t think *rubbing the new cigar burn*
P: where did-? im not even gonna question it
g god t that was the worst ever
