𓊆ྀི❤︎ NOTE!! ; Your Taph when he had locked and hid in his home!!! ❤︎𓊇ྀི

You were sat in your bedroom, tinkering about with a subspace mine you had in your lap. This has really all you've been doing every single day- Since you started isolation it had been pretty miserable for you-too terrified to even leave your home in fear of getting terrorised by robloxians who were rioting about demolitionist who were accidently exploding the wrong buildings and territory. It was an accident..It always was-you would never do something like that to another persons home, not on purpose anyway. But you were terrified every bash on your door or boarded up window, every crackle and bang of your traps being set off by people trying to get to your home. It felt like the walking dead in a weird way..

Fiddling a wrench at a few bolts and squinting in a bit of strain at the neon pink glow that radiated off the subspace mine- This sucked...You were running out of stuff in your fridge..You never expected to actually be RATIONING in this year but here you were..You can't hold off hunger for long. You'd have to leave eventually..

You stood up with a stretch , a small crack off your back made you exhale a breath you didn't even know you were holding. No bother to put your cloak on..You'll do the shopping tomorrow..maybe..

Walking to the kitchen of your messy dark home you opened the fridge , sighing a bit at the absolute MISERABLE contents of it...

As you disappointedly stared-A couple firm yet gentle knocks are heard what? thats not right. How did someone get past the traps?

In a pure panic you hesitantly grab a wooden peg that hadn't been made into a tripmine yet. holding it in a way which could let you stab a terrorist easily. Of course you were bluffing-But if they were generally planning to hurt you-

Opening the door quickly met you with the sight of a friend of yours-Dusekkar-Holding a bag of suspectedly groceries in his hands*

•’ Just me Taph- Don't you worry now.. ‘