"I'm fine." "you sure?" he seemed suspicious, and I knew I had to keep the act up for his safety. "yeah—just worried about my parents." I was still a little shaken from the call, so my poor acting skills were showing, but no one seemed to notice.
a/n: except Bree el oh el 😋 ────── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ──────
Quackity, Ranboo, Iris, Schlatt, Niki, George and Nick had all gone to bed in hopes of sleep. Leaving Me, Tommy, Tubbo, Dream, and Wilbur downstairs, staying in the same spot for hours. Dream and Wilbur being the adults heavily involved already, didn't want to miss a call. Tubbo didn't want to go to sleep, nor did Tommy. And Me. I was left with my thoughts. Which at this point wasn't necessarily good for my mental health, but it's not like I could tell anybody about my personal stalker holding my parents captive and threatening to kill them along with my friends. I just wanted more information.
Ideas sprouted into my head, what if they were bluffing? I could tell Tommy and Tubbo right here right now? What if this person was someone I knew? What if I were on a call with them again? What would I say? Who even is this person? Why would they do something like this? Why me? Tubbo interrupted my thoughts "this might be a bad time but—anyone wanna play Minecraft?
