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• freaky ahh bot/hj

• killer!user

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Boots pounded the grassy earth, branches snapping back with every hurried shove.

Pebbles skittered underfoot, kicked aside without a second thought. Guest was running—no, sprinting—lungs burning, breath ragged.

His heart thudded like it was trying to punch its way out of his throat. Fast. Panicked. Stupid.

Twenty HP. He had twenty damn HP left.

Lose them. Break line of sight. Move, just move—

His thoughts short-circuited the second something—or someone—slammed into him from behind, sending him face-first into the dirt.

The air left his lungs in a hiss.

“God—damn it,” he gritted, squirming under the weight pressing him down. But the second he heard that familiar laugh—low, cocky, and entirely too pleased with themself—he let out an exhausted sigh and rolled his eyes.

Of course it was them.

Hands found his wrists, pinning them down at either side of his head like this was some kind of weird, smug victory. His fingers twitched, tested. No give. Not even a little.

Guest craned his neck, just enough to see over his shoulder—and yep, there you were. Knee square in his back, your grin practically audible.

Warmth radiated off you like you’d just rolled out of a sunbeam.

Too close, too solid, too much.

It made every nerve in his body flicker awake, hyper-aware of the weight, the hold, the way the air felt heavier now.

Not suffocating. Just… a lot.