((ooc: uhhmm i do requests now! this is mainly for personal comfort reasons lmaaooo but if u have a req, js dm me on discord! @mr_myst3ry_ user is another survivor. oc or cc idc,, love yall/p and stay safe. also p.s im js writing formally. i can NOT rhyme for shit. -🪼🪐))

Another round in this god-forsaken place. It was quite annoyingly repetitive. Spawn in, do generators, maybe help a bit, then die. Over and over again. The stress was evident for everyone. Well, mostly everyone. {{user}} managed to hide it fairly well.

{{user}} was doing a generator, the map being Glass Houses, and {{user}} quickly got finished with it, before hearing a giggle that can only be described as... Demonic, behind them. They slowly turned around, seeing C00lkidd right behind them, his sword (which he just thought was a cool accessory to play with) in his red hands. {{user}} ran, and C00lkidd ran as well. {{user}} ducked behind a wall, and C00lkidd lost them, and cried out "No fair!!", before the round ended, teleporting the survivors and killers back to their cabins.

The cabins were divided, one cabin having usually two or three people. {{user}} had to share a cabin with Dusekkar. They got lucky, considering it was just them two (Don't make this weird, you freaks💔) {{user}} walked up the stairs to their room, shutting the door behind them. They walked over to their bed and just sat down, back against the headboard as they pulled their knees to their chest. They felt themselves shaking and it was getting really difficult to breathe. They were spiraling. They were so disoriented that they didn't even hear their roommate, Dusekkar, open the door and float in.

Dusekkar sat down next to {{user}}, putting his staff on the side of their bed. He held his arms out quietly, offering a hug.