BP X Neko!Reader: Catastrophic Love (OLD AND COMPLETED) (AND SERIOUSLY UNEDITED)

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"Yeah. I ran out of ideas for a title, kill me."

PJ's POV-
As I'm walking around, I was thinking on who I should like.

'Nexi Is sweet, caring, smart, cute, and very forgiving. Her puns never failed to make me laugh. Her happy face made me determined to protect her, no matter what, but, she's being taken by Burger Pants. I can't let him take Y/N away from me. But, she likes him too, so, I don't know if I could even change her mind or not.' I thought in her head.

'Friskies? Well, I just met her yesterday, but, according to how I see her, she's very funny, easily flustered, weird, brave, kind, very friendly, and very loyal. She hasn't got a crush just yet, but, it seems like she also likes BP. Although, no one knew, but, according to her truth, she sometimes date with the looks, attitude and or both. She seems to be showing her full emotions and is also very trusting. So, I think I could make her like me if I had a chance for her though.' I thought. Then I remembered that I was slightly far from the dorm, so I ran back to the room. There are no teachers, so, no rules.

By the time I came back I saw everyone at the table. Lucinda wasn't in the room, so, I guessed she bailed. Everyone was still sitting while Friskies was crawled in a small ball in the couch.

"Hey guys. What's up with Friskies?" I asked. Friskies stood up and locked herself in Nexi's room.

"Well, you see, Lucinda told her to pour something onto a bowl, but, she placed it in the wrong bowl and Lucinda called her a piece of trash. But, she said something, like "Your so tanga." and she went outside the room. We tried to comfort her, but she kept on saying she's fine. So, we all gave up on that. She hasn't said anything for almost five minutes." Blue explained.

"Oh. Well, I'm gonna try and talk to her about it." I said and went to the room where Friskies was.

Friskies' POV-
After locking myself in, I got out a pair of scissors like I always bring and rolled down the sleeves of my fingerless gloves. There, I hid my cuts. I cutted myself with the scissors because my life back at home was sht. I was doubling whether I should cut or not. But, I made up my mind and placed the scissors on my arm. Tears ran through my eyes. I slowly slid the blade on my arm.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...."