•HardcoreBoyHalo• [Skephalo]

[Wait for me]

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A while later, Darryl and Myla were waving their goodbyes.
He didn't even notice that it is raining. His thoughts were killing him.
Darryl started making his way home, but his plans were interrupted by a hand on his shoulder.
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••• Chapter 13 •••

It was Myla.
"Hey... about Skeppy" she said, smiling kindly.
"He seems like a nice guy, don't you dare losing this new friendship because of your insecurities, okay?" She tapped his shoulder.

Darryl looked down. "You really think he is a nice guy?"

Myla nodded. "Don't be scared. Give him a chance, give yourself a chance, please"

Darryl stayed silent.
Myla sighed "I know is hard, but just try it, okay?"
He nodded and she smiled softly. "Want some water? You seem pallid" She said, handing her bottle to him.

Darryl grabbed the bottle and instantly drink from it. "Thanks"
"Should I tell him about... what I did to him?"

Myla jumped. "NO!" She grabbed his shoulders, forcing him to look at her. "Listen, you didn't do anything bad to him, okay? It was a nightmare and you know it. He is your friend. You like this new friend. And he likes you too. You didn't do anything bad, and he is not mad at you,trust me."

Darryl nodded, still unsure if he should really trust a person that he knows is hiding details about Daniel's death to him.

~~~ Time Skip ~~~

Darryl closed his front door. He finally arrived "home".

He wasn't feeling good as he always does when he arrives, though.
He wanted to go for water on his kitchen, but before he could move a feet, he realized how nauseous he was feeling, he also started to feel weak, and it seemed like he was losing control of his body too.

He fell on the floor.

A big headache took over him. His body was telling himself to not move an inch. He started trying to pull strands of hair from his head, as a sign of pain. He wanted to yell, but he couldn't even let the words out for a whisper.

"Fuck. The pills could have been perfect right now" was the last thing he thought, before passing out.

~~~ Time Skip ~~~

[Day 4 is over]
{10 days left for MunchyMC Closure}
▪Day 5▪

[Day 5 is over]
{9 days left for MunchyMC Closure}

▪Day 6▪

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[Zak]

[11:12 am]

-"NOOO IT DOESN'T COUNT!"

-"Yes it doessss" a familiar voice with an accent answered.

-"Shut up you... stupid- squirrel." Zak answered, giggling. "I had enough, IT DOESN'T COUNT"

-"SQUIR- whatever, I want to see that tweet right now, Skeppy" the not squirrel person answered.

-"NA NA NA NA, QUIT GAME" Zak said, quickly ending the recording, and ignoring Spifey's words, as he was leaving the call with a concerning speed.

Zak giggled. He loved to just suddenly left calls like that.