~Squip's POV~
Try again...
I reached out, stretched, trying to get her to look at me, without the glaze on her eyes.
Please...
She didn't move; no notice of me.
(Y/N), please, hear me!
A shuffle. Her left foot.
But I rejoiced.
I know she heard me, I know I know I know!
(Y/N)!
Another shift.
(Y/N), FUCKING LISTEN!!
She jolted up, her dazed look suddenly disappearing.
"Squippy?"
(Y/N), IM ALIVE.
"You...you are...alive? I can...barely hear you..."
I kept in irritation. Yelling, even in thoughts, get tiring.
(Y/N), YOU NEED TO GET MTN DEW GREEN, OKAY? MTN DEW GREEN!
I practically screeched the last bit, hoping to get the point across.
She looked around, then nodded. "B-but....I don't want to leave...what if you...you..."
(Y/N), are you really that attached to me?
...(y/n), do you love me?
I knew she didn't hear me.
Of course she wouldn't hear me.
She stood up, then walked over, brushing a hand along the side of my face.
I watched as she kissed me, and although I couldn't respond, I felt.... how do you describe it- it's on the tip of my tongue-
Happy.
Not lovesick.
Not lustful.
Happy.
~Y'alls POV~
I closed the door, burning the number of the room into my mind.
420.
Oh wow- I shake my head, walking down the hall towards the vending machines.
No time for weed jokes or dank memes- I need Mountain Dew.
Digging in my pocket, I pull out 5 dollars- in singles.
That's good.
Turning down a hallway, I see the vending machines. I break into a light jog, totally not getting tired because of it.
Suddenly a couple nurses run by, heading the way I came from.
"What's wrong?"
They passed by, but one stopped long enough to tell me, and it almost made my heart stop.
"Flatline in 420!"
{{bye my squips and bye yall}}}
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Seriously, What's a Squip? {Squip X Reader}
Fanfiction(Y/N) has no friends. Music is her friend. No, no, she has a normal life. Only moved once, people don't bully her, but, she isn't noticed often either. (Y/N) is a social awkward bean, and usually can't find anything in common with others. Hence, th...
