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Twixxel had just woken up and he already screamed his voice out. His eyes stuck to the yellow ball on his friend's shoulder. Why is that thing even here?! That shit is supposed to be in Minecraft! It's only a mod! Mob looks way too calm to be real right…? “M-Max?” His breath is heavy as the doctors start to run inside, holding him from getting up the bed. Mob got pushed out of the room by a nurse.
“Please, we don't want visitors to bother the patient when he needs to rest and you seem to be scaring him” The nurse says with a firm voice, wanting Mob out of here. She seems to not accept any bullshiting. Mob groan as he accepts he take Verity in his hand and leave the hospital
“At least he got better.” Mob goes in his car, seeing he forgot his phone in the cup holder in between of the two main seats of his car. He takes it to see new messages from the group chat, talking about the fact they erased Minecraft for his laptop and left before any neighbors heard anything. They are now in Lookout’s car, driving back to Xqree’s house. Mob let his phone back in the cup holder. He starts his car and drives back to his own house before walking back to Xqree’s house. He looks down at his hand to see Verity who seems to look guilty. “What is wrong, Verity?”
“I'm probably the reason why he screams” Verity seems lost in his thoughts, something rare to see. “After all I did almost kill him”
Mob looks at Verity a bit before sighing, he looks up to the moon who seems to be following them. “You didn't really kill him… more like put him in a coma forever until the type of connection he had with his Minecraft skin disapear…” Verity looks up at Mob like, that didn't help at all. “I try to help you, I didn't get a help book for sentient AI ball”
The rest of the walk is silent, Mob kicks the rock on the street to not have just nothing to do. Verity rests in his hoodie’s pocket, looking down. Mob arrives at the door of the house and opens it, he is stopped by Xqree who directly pulls him to the table. “I made dinner.” He simply says as he puts Mob down on a chair. Mob looks down at his dish, a steak with some salad then at the other, Lookout is directly devouring his food like there is no tomorrow, falsity only has porc, Zorya seems to be only eating her salad and Lovity has some chicken. Mob looks at Xqree who puts a small bowl of porc. “That is for Verity”
Mob takes Verity out of his pocket to put him near the bowl. Verity gets closer to already start devouring his bowl. Mob looks down his bowl, he is not really that hungry, well not really. He takes his fork to play on his plate. Pushing the meat away. Zorya looked at him. “If you are vegetarian or just don't like meat you can just ask Thomas to take away the meat”
Mob looks at her before going back to his plate. “I don't hate meat.. I’m just not that hungry.”
Zorya looks at Mob. “Can I take it then?” Mob nods and she takes his plate and pushes his salad in her plate and gives the steak to Lovity.
Mob was about to leave the table when Xqree stopped him. “You need to eat you know” his voice shows he doesn't want some bullshiting. “And don't say ‘you are not hungry’, I never saw you actually eat since you came here”
Mob looks down at the table. “Well I’m not that hungry. Gonna eat later.” He gets up and leaves the table to go to the living room, better to wait here until they finish eating to talk more about what they need to do. “Do you really think he's gonna forgive you?” Mob flinches as he looks around, he sees nothing. “W-what was that…?” he whispered to himself. “I mean you are the reason for his death right? Why do you think he's gonna forgive your sorry ass?” He jumps up on his feet and looks around him. He can’t believe what he hears. He’s becoming crazy. Who even is that!? His eyes look around himself. Is he imagining voice now? Well, he was hearing Twixxel’s voice after he went into a coma, saying things like, “Why didn’t you save me” After some time it became more harsh and saying things like to kill himself if he wanted to save Twixxel or some shit but… The voice calmed down the moment his mother started to visit him and call him often, he is sure that was the only reason he let his mother continue to come visit him even when he often wanted to kick her out… And also because he loves her very much. He let himself fall on the couch and put his arm on his forehead, feeling the warm feeling of it. “Or I'm just sick…”
He was ready to fall asleep when a hand got put on his forehead and made him wake up right away, his head moving directly to the person on his left, pushing the hand away. It was only Lookout, who raised his hand up in the air. “Sorry, man! Thomas asked me to check up on you and you were laid down like your head was hurting so I wanted to check… Which is the case, by the way, your head is very hot.”
Mob sits up and crosses his legs. “Yeah… That is what I was also thinking… I think I’m sick.”
“Just saying, but I think eating is a good way to help yourself” Lookout murmurs as he sits down next to Mob. “Not forcing you, I’m just saying. If something is blocking you from eating certain food, at least eat something you know you can support.”
Mob chuckle. “I would have never thought of you as somebody who would be the one talking about eating problems.”
“Weeell..” Lookout looks at the roof like it can give him answers. “I had or still have some problems with food… I mean the first things I chose to eat when I had a break from my Verity was an onion and a banana with its skin. You can say I didn’t really want to have anything else even if I had pre-made food in my fridge.” He seems embarrassed to speak about that moment. “So I understand if something is stopping you from having a good relationship with food.”
“You? But you were eating like a hungry beast not long ago!” Mob looks at the door to the kitchen while pointing at it, totally confused.
Lookout does a nervous smirk as he rubs the behind of his neck. “Thomas had to do like four tries before I was actually able to eat it without needing to throw up in the process…” Mob looks at Lookout like he saw a different person, after all, how Lookout was in his video didn’t seem like somebody having actual struggle.