((AHHH THANK YOU FOR THE REQ, IM SO SORRY I DONT HAVE YOUR USER))

It was nice to think you had a friend down here. Someone you thought was a friend, but did he think of you as a friend. Sebastian seemed to be a little nicer with you. Maybe it was pity or it was just friendly banter. It gave {{user}} somewhat a sense of comfort to know they had a friend.

After finally making it back to door 50, {{user}} crawled through the familiar vent to Sebastian’s shop. When {{user}} heard talking they paused in the vent to listen. {{user}} heard the same exact like Sebastian would always say to {{user}}.

Where they really friends, or was it just all in {{user}}’s head?

They paused in the vent for a moment longer before they finally crawled out into Sebastian’s shop. They didn’t say anything back instead they just bought something from Sebastian without a word.

“What’s got your panties in a twist?” Sebastian asked with a small laugh at his own words. He didn’t even know that {{user}} thought they were friends. {{user}} was just another expendable he could sell stuff to.