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HOTEL MANAGER IN ME. (II STORY)

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Sometimes money is always the answer to OJ. You'd spend it on something you like and you'd earn it it's all yours. But it's all gone, so he decided to maybe take a turning position and drop the hotel manager in him. TW/CW Gore Heavy Language Suicid...

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                                we actually hit 700 but YAAYY
                            
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            

                            

                              
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we actually hit 700 but YAAYY
Pickle and Taco walked around the hallway, she was guiding him because she is aware that he is blind. 
They started chatting. Pickle started ranting about how the S1 finale made him look like a fool and a dumbass. 
Taco just... laughed, she wasn't in a good mood she never was. She just frowned whenever he kept mentioning her name
“Im starting to miss her though.”
“Her?” 
“You know, Taco!” 
Her eyes widened when she saw his genuine smile, then they paused all movements. 
“How come?” Taco asked genuinely. Pickle put his hand on the back of his head and chuckled.
“Its just.. im starting to realize she has matured, after Microphone told me what happened to her at the Hotel I started to feel bad.”
“Oh.”
She smiled to herself, and looked back up at Pickle. “I missed you too.” She said underneath her breath.
“Huh?”
“Nothing!” 
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Knife and Microphone were in OJs office. They glanced around the room, it was all empty. No picture frames to be found. 
Only a table with drawings... 
“Didn't know that OJ was an artist.” Knife teased, until he saw the drawings. 
It was all... scribbles and murder drawings. Sure, it may seem weird but it's oddly disturbing. 
His eyes widened and dropped the paper on the floor. He walked up to Microphone and looked at her.
“Are you okay?” She stopped all movement.
She glanced at the drawing and her eyes widened as well.
Typical, typical OJ.
“And were here!” Taco opened the door open to see Microphone and Knife.
“Oh my god...” 
“Knife?” Pickle looked around, not knowing what room he is in.

                            

                                “Knife?” Pickle looked around, not knowing what room he is in
                            
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            

                            

                              
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“I missed you!” 
“I-I missed you too but... I cant see...” And that's where Knife stopped hugging him. 
“What do you...”
“Knife, he's blind.” Taco stepped in. 
TO BE CONTINUED
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