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You shivered as you clicked the Slender icon on your desktop. You knew you were going to regret this to the final days of your natural born life. You readied your heart so it wouldn't have a heart attack, and then you waited for it to open. You then stared at the start menu before a thumping sound was heard. You immediately screamed.
"SLENDERMAAAAAN!"
You breathed heavily and gathered yourself before you came downstairs. Looking around nervously, you crept over to the door and took a 20 dollar bill from your pocket. You then swung the door open and threw the 20 dollar bill at whoever it was.
"Uh, thanks…?"
You look up at the sunglasses of Dirk- No, I meant Bro- Strider.
"Oh, sorry about that, Bro." you say nervously. "I was just about to play Slender and—"
Bro held up his fingerless-gloved hand and nodded.
"I get it."
"Um, so do you want to, uh, come up and…?" you said with the awkward burdening you. Bro looked at you, and then he stepped into the room. "Sure." You both walked over to your room, and then you slumped before your laptop. Bro kneeled beside you and watched. You shakily pressed the Start button, and almost immediately, you were hyperventilating.
"HE'S GOING TO KILL ME. HE'S GOING TO—"
Bro put a hand on your shoulder and looked straight at you. You sighed and looked at the computer again, a light blush covering your cheeks. You then walked straight to a tree.
HEY LOOK I'M SLENDERMAN, HI!
You swore that the kids over in China could hear you scream. "OH GOD, PLEASE NO. HELP ME. HELP ME!" you screeched, falling out of your chair and collapsing onto Bro. He fell backwards while you stumbled on top of him. "Ow! Oops, I'm sorry, I just…"
You stared at Bro for a second, and he stared back at you. Your face was as scarlet as an apple at the position you were in, and then blinked, and the epic staring contest of (Name) and Bro Strider, the battle of the century, began. Bro sat up and smirked. You didn't pull back, even though your noses were almost touching. You were pretty sure by then your whole face was beyond crimson. Before you could say anything, he closed the gap between your faces. It was so quick, that you didn't have time to kiss him back. He pulled away.
"Uh, yeah…" the blonde said nervously. You giggle, ignoring the creepy sounds and the 'GAME OVER' screen on your laptop. You hug Bro tightly. "I like you too."
"SLENDERMAAAAAN!"
You breathed heavily and gathered yourself before you came downstairs. Looking around nervously, you crept over to the door and took a 20 dollar bill from your pocket. You then swung the door open and threw the 20 dollar bill at whoever it was.
"Uh, thanks…?"
You look up at the sunglasses of Dirk- No, I meant Bro- Strider.
"Oh, sorry about that, Bro." you say nervously. "I was just about to play Slender and—"
Bro held up his fingerless-gloved hand and nodded.
"I get it."
"Um, so do you want to, uh, come up and…?" you said with the awkward burdening you. Bro looked at you, and then he stepped into the room. "Sure." You both walked over to your room, and then you slumped before your laptop. Bro kneeled beside you and watched. You shakily pressed the Start button, and almost immediately, you were hyperventilating.
"HE'S GOING TO KILL ME. HE'S GOING TO—"
Bro put a hand on your shoulder and looked straight at you. You sighed and looked at the computer again, a light blush covering your cheeks. You then walked straight to a tree.
HEY LOOK I'M SLENDERMAN, HI!
You swore that the kids over in China could hear you scream. "OH GOD, PLEASE NO. HELP ME. HELP ME!" you screeched, falling out of your chair and collapsing onto Bro. He fell backwards while you stumbled on top of him. "Ow! Oops, I'm sorry, I just…"
You stared at Bro for a second, and he stared back at you. Your face was as scarlet as an apple at the position you were in, and then blinked, and the epic staring contest of (Name) and Bro Strider, the battle of the century, began. Bro sat up and smirked. You didn't pull back, even though your noses were almost touching. You were pretty sure by then your whole face was beyond crimson. Before you could say anything, he closed the gap between your faces. It was so quick, that you didn't have time to kiss him back. He pulled away.
"Uh, yeah…" the blonde said nervously. You giggle, ignoring the creepy sounds and the 'GAME OVER' screen on your laptop. You hug Bro tightly. "I like you too."
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