You hated yourself for this.

You helped Dandy, he manipulated you into thinking you’d be nothing without him. Not as if you would be anyways.

Now everywhere you went, you got mad glares. Mostly of betrayal, some of confusion as to “WHY WOULD YOU?!”

You sat down, leaning on a wall, having tears fall down your face. Until Dandy came up to you, he sat next to you and hugged you from the side. You shove him off.

“THIS IS YOUR FAULT, DANDY!!” You screech, crying. You lost.. everyone. Cause you helped your first friend here. Some forgave you, others didn’t.

Everyone gathered around the screeching, some of their faces turning sour once they spot you, but the others turned to concern.