cyan:*tighter hug—* o-ok,,

cyan:*hugging black quite,, tight,,,* h-how..

cyan:,,i just,,, want it to stop and it never does,, i just want the pain gone,,

cyan:*hugs black and cries*,,,, i f-feel,, horrible,,

cyan:*soB* o-okay,,

cyan:*cryin g* b-black,, i-,,i cant,,

cyan:*mm shakin g a lil bit* i-... b-black.....

please dont finger the peach

cyan:i-...i’m sorry for lying to you.. but.. i-... *trying to say what hes gonna say but cant ??*

cyan:uh,,,*nervous sweat* uh

cyan:uh— uhm— its not finished yet so.. it doesnt have a name yet..

cyan:o-oh! thats because ive been working on a song..

cyan:o-oh,, its nothing. ive been normal.

cyan:what do you want—

sh

cyan:*frEaKs oUt alittle bit* oH uH, hi—

hp:have fun doing that. also hes probably at his house in his room if you didnt know where he is..

hp:oh,, okay,, you should really go talk to cyan though

hp:a-also,, do you hate me,,,? its unrelated but i just want to know,,

hp:i dont know,, he just,, doesnt want to do anything and im super worried,,