Suitcase x microphone (objects)
Requested by @suitcases-stars
Microphone's POV
Whimpering. It was the only sound that filled the room. It was kinda like a cry for help, yet it was too quite. It sounded like it was in my head but it also sounded real. I slowly opened my eyes to reveal the familiar walls of OJ's Hotel. A vibrant orange but a deeper colour in the dark. The whimpering still filled the room. I turned to my side and turned on the bed side lamp only to see suitcases and a puddle of her own tears.
I quickly got up and grabbed a box of tissues from the counter. "Suitcases are you up?" I whispered gently poking her. No response. "Suitcase" I said normally and lightly shook her. Still no response.
"Suitcase, the are you alive!?" I rapidly shook her. Her eyes shot opened and she started to hyperventilate. "Sorry suitcase" I looked away from her. She sat up not speaking a word to me. The sound of distant snoring from other rooms were heard.
"Could you see it?" She finally spoke up. I looked at her confused by the question. "I'm assuming no... it's all just in my head." She began to lay back down. "Hey uh it's 2 am, do you possibly wanna go get a late night snack and talk about it?" I smiled to her and she gave a light smile, "sure".
We walked through the dark and empty halls of the hotel. The only sounds were snoring and buzzing of the air conditioning.
We entered the kitchen and looked around for something to eat. From our hunt we had found cookies, strawberries, and some juice pouches. Suitcase and I walked back up to our room and sat on the floor.
Suitcase ate a few of the cookies and told me about some nightmare they had. I tried comforting them. Patting their back, telling them that it's not real, and just being there for her. She seemed as though she really needed this. Just someone to talk to her.
"You've seemed upset recently" the pointed out taking a sip of her juice pouch. "Oh me.... yeah my "friend" turned out to be using me for her own advantage" I tried to laugh it off but the laugh came off as awkward. "We're you uncomfortable with me asking" she looked down at her feet. "OH GOD NO!? I'm just not use to talking about this stuff" I assured her. She looked up at me, "you sure"... "yes I'm sure".
The felt long but short at the same time. Short while talking but long during our long pauses.
"Thank you mic, I really needed to talk to someone" suitcase laughed. "No problem SC, it's what friends are for right" she patted her back. "Yeah.... friends" she looked off a a bit red faced. "Hey are you ok?" I looked o down at her. "Yeah, just tired" she began to walk away from me leaving me in the middle of the hotel halls.
"Was it something I said?" I asked myself..... then it struck! "She-... OH!?"
A/N
This is short but enjoy
