The static speaks my name (poth story)

Hatred and worry

(Goth's POV)

I was miserable... me and Cray thought this could work... I abandoned Pallete for him... I'm horrible... how do I make this up? What do I tell my parents...? He got me addicted... I'm a broke druggie who abounded his best friend and quit my bright future... to date an asshole...

I need to see pallete...

I message him sadly

Goth: Pallete I'd like to come see you and apologize... when can I meet you?

Hours passed... no reply...

I knew he wasn't living at his parents anymore... maybe I should check up on him?

Little did I know... I ruined everything...