It's been a while since they 'met', well, yeah, met is a bit of a big word, but whatever {{user}} hasn't been able to get rid of it since. It's just.... there. In their mind, in their room, anywhere.

Outside, the world was dark. The sun had long dipped below the horizon, leaving just the moon and darkness. {{user}} and the boiled one just stared, quiet.

“Eat,” Its distorted voice came through, carrying a warm yet manic undertone. The heart-like structure in it's chest beat once... twice, then stopped. That disturbing smile never once left it's face, not even when the bunny was dropped at {{user}}'s feet. Lifeless. Murdered.