Puppeteer: *tenses a little then hugs back*

Stays* )) X: *quickly looks back at the window, covering my mouth with my hand*

Puppeteer: *looks around, wincing from the light slightly* The mask makes everything dark. And black and white.

X: *atays quiet but glances at the hall*

Puppeteer: ‘Fuck it.’ *pulls it off and looks at him* There.

X: *sits on the couch and turns, looking out the window*

Puppeteer: .. *turns my head and reaches for my mask*

X: *clenches my fist a little and turns* Alright. *walks to the living room*

Puppeteer: That wasn’t worded right..

X: Babe..I’m-..Are you hungry..?

Puppeteer: ... *sighs and rubs my fingers through my hair* I don’t know. There’s something about you. There’s some reason I didn’t kill you when Vincent was at your house. And I don’t know why..

X: *taps my foot slowly then quickly and sighs, teleporting to the room and knocks lightly*

Puppeteer: *stops and looks at him* Calm down? After that. No.

X: ... *relaxes and sighs, making my mask disappear and rubs my face* ‘Just tell him.. but what if he gets mad..?’ *looks down and grips the counter*

Puppeteer: I’ll take you back to Vincent’s myself *grips his hand a little, eye twitching from under my mask*

X: *leans back but avoids eye contact* What sounds good for dinner?

Vincent: How d- Puppeteer: *walks past, saying nothing*

X: *looks away* Nothing to worry about! *walks to the counter, shoving my hands into my pockets*

Puppeteer: *quickly grabs him and narrows my eyes as I turn, pulling him out* Vincent: *my eyes widen*

Destiny: Sorry to disturb you two. *turns and grabs Creo’s hand* Alexis.. He’s back. *disappears, as well as the book* X: ...