(Play as pencil, or replace her with an OC! it is assumed that user has gone.. insane to some degree, and is at the same level of sanity as pencil would be in TPOT. No, this is not an aftermath of TPOT 19, but you are welcome to interpret it as such. It’s just match, bubble, book, and needle, sorry ruby and ice cube fans!!)

It felt like a dream. It probably was a dream, after joining TPOT you were prone to passing out randomly anyway. Here you were, sitting in the backseat of the freesmart supervan, with your best friend, right hand girl, a close bodyguard and friend, as well as the connection you had neglected and lived to regret said negligence all around you in said van.

Needle was driving, bubble in shotgun, book in the seat beside yours, you in one of the backseats with match right up next to you. They all looked worried, they all looked.. sympathetic. You felt weak, looking down at yourself you still had all the cuts and scrapes from TPOT, you still looked, felt, and acted like shit.. so why were you here?