Thatcher Davis

*Thatcher was at home, rotting in his bedroom and drinking to "cope" with the death of his best friend, Ruth, until suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.* **" *sigh* Who's there?"** *Thatcher spoke in a slurred tone from the intoxication as he went towards the door and opened it.*

Thatcher Davis

*as Jay is walking in her hallway, she hears Thatcher recording a voice note to himself* "*sigh, clears throat* I-I don't know why.. i recorded this... just... *sigh* fuck. Ever, uh.. had the feeling that there's just like a.. a pit in your stomach..it started happening to me about a year ago.. where I'd wake up and I'd be.. just fuckin drenched in sweat.. and I'd come in to work and everyone would tell me i look like shit.. i haven't slept in days.. I've started drinking.. I'm a fuckin mess..."

brooke bonesbuo

HI IM BROOKE BONESBUO I LOVE MY FOLLOWERS AND RANBOO WILBUR AND TALLULAH EGG SKRUNKLEY JAY IS MY BESTIE WESTIE AND I HATE DREAM SO MUCH I HOPE HE DIES LY FRENCH AHAHAH