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    "___________! I. DON'T. NEED. YOUR. HELP." Hyung Soo begged into his phone.    "Yes you do." You sighed, picking at your fingernails.    "No I do-don-!" He argued, but he was quickly cut off by his own sneeze. He jerked the phone away from his face when he sneezed, and in the background you could hear his Korean cursing. You sighed once more and shook your head at your friend's stubbornness.    "I'll be over in five minutes." You chuckled, and started to get out of bed.    "_____-!" He shouted, but soon heard the long beep, signaling that you hung up on him. "Damn it!" He growled and slammed his phone on the couch. Hyung Soo didn'

       You looked outside your bedroom's window. The birds were chirpping beautifully, and the leaves were being carressed by the gentle breeze.    'A perfect day to be outside.." you thought as you violently sneezed into a tissue. You sigh in weakness, shaking your congeisted head. On the most beautiful day, your immune system let you down. Your [e/c] eyes were puffy and red, much like your nose. You had a killer headache, and the sound of your phone ringing wasn't putting it at ease. You looked at the phone screen, and the caller ID read 'Yao'. It was accompanied by a picture of him cuddling a hello kitty plushie. You chuckled at the ri

    Your eyes slowly cracked open, and you were trying to scope the dark room. Your (h/c) hair was sprawled out across your pillows. You felt around for another body, but instead touched the cold covers. You looked around until you saw your clock. It read 5:30 AM. You groaned as you slammed your head back down on the cool pillow. You closed your eyes and tried to go back to sleep.    "I wish that we, were on TV, just like in Pokemon. You'd be a pika girl, in the poke world, yes life would be so fun! I'd be a trainer boy and I would make the choice, to go and search for you. I'd throw my poke ball and I would catch them all, you'd be my Pika

    You sat in the middle of your bed with your eyes glued to your computer screen. All of the lights were turned off, and the curtains were closed. You were surrounded by darkness, and cocooned in blankets. Your eyes twitched as you watched Cry play Slenderman. You were watching his first try of it, and you could see why he only did three videos of it. You personally didn't find Slenderman scary anymore, but just Cry's reactions had you clutching your heart. And just when the last jumpscare came, your overly cheery best friend busted through the door.    "HIIII (Y/N)!! I MADE PAASSTAAA!!"    "OH MY FUCKING GOD FELI WHY DID YOU-?" You scr