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Basil lays in his bed, he wasn’t even going to bother with getting under the covers, he already had a feeling that he wasn't going to sleep well today. Today Sunny was visiting, and their friends were as well. He was happy they were visiting despite his difficulties with ever planning something like this at his place. Especially that it's only been two months since...
That... wasn't why he couldn't sleep though, he thinks he could sleep at least alright because other people being in the house made up for it, they had already forgiven him. The problem was something else, something he was sure was a joke at first... Then he thought it was his own hallucinations... But it just kept going, and his... friends... yeah, his friends, they said so, he should believe them... off track again- his friends kept confirming it.
There were two Sunnys. Well... not really but yes really. He needed to think about what that meant. Later.
For now he needs to process what happened today.
Earlier, his friends arrived at the door, he thought that either Hero or Aubrey knocked, Polly answered, he heard it from his room. They talked for a while, soon a knock on his room, Polly asked if they could stay, all 5 of them... wait, 5 of them? Oh, was Kim with them, that makes sense, Aubrey had let them visit a few times. It's fine, they can visit, they've apologized a long time ago...
Not Kim. If he was going to be honest, he freaked out on this news, someone he didn't expect was here, and the stress from it muddled his thoughts. He kept his poker face, at least he thinks nobody noticed. cool. cool. He lets them in, he flinches at the newcomer. Who is this- Who is this- Why is he so- they said they'll explain inside. Umm... Pale white. Pitch black. Empty, empty eyes. "Omori" he's told, by none other than his best friend. It's so hard to have kept cool with all the red flags he felt in his head. He's always so anxious... It's been quiet for a while… did he miss something? … He looks at this... boy... He...
He looks like Sunny.
Sunny. His best friend.
They all looked at him like he needed to answer something.
The stress became too much, a word comes to mind.
... Bulbous... He starts laughing. He was so afraid. Bulbous... he kept up his composure for this long but that thought broke it. Bulbous... this was a random person he's laughing at, he's making it so much worse, he laughed harder. Bulbous... his friends were concerned, he doesn't totally remember what happened after that. At least until… oh… wait, he does. Aubrey smacked him, he needed that. Hero yelled, told him it was okay, that it's okay, 'said it was okay.
The look-alike started glowing? No, that was his imagination, people can't do that. He finally asks about an explanation.
…That only raised more questions.
At least. At least... they answered a few of them. In fact it took the rest of the night.
Polly was back from the store, right, she went out because she trusted his friends to watch him, and get food to cook with Hero, apparently. They were too comfortable, how long have they... had him around...?
Few days. He was told. Sunny slept at Kel and Hero's house. He didn't even know Sunny was here before that day. He felt hurt just a little bit, but also he understood... Aubrey could've told him... but... nevermind... The food was great.
He didn't see Omori eat from his plate, or even speak a word.
He is not sleepy, he sighs... he looks at the window, then down at moonlight that lit up the ground in the same shape... He hears his door open, not even a knock. He sits up and off his bed, he hopes it's anyone but-
"Omori," Oh, Basil smiled nervously, of course it is. "Hello...?"
Omori stares.
Basil feels a chill down his spine, "Wh-what brings you here so late? I thought Sunny and the others were sleeping by now!"
Omori stares, he takes a step closer, Basil is backed against his window. He couldn't help but wonder if he is why Sunny looked at him kind of like that only a month ago.
"You're umm... making me really nervous! Umm, Omori!" Basil tried to say in a cheerful tone, it was full of cracks and pauses.
Omori tilted his head, and made a slow nod. He held out his hand expectantly. Basil looked down, the moonlight shines a pale bluish on his paper white skin. Is he trying to introduce himself? That's the only explanation Basil is able to come up with. He's like Sunny right? Though maybe, he huffed a stressed laugh, maybe turned up to an 11 and just not great at getting other people to know what they mean.
He reaches to shake his hand, "S... Sorry for the bad impression, Hel- OH!" Omori grips his hand, tight, and pulls him into a hug. Basil flushed, surprised, what a greeting! Of course! if this is Sunny too they're still friends, right? Basil hesitantly returns the hug, he felt a gust brush up against them, "A lot more confi-"
Omori was gone, Basil blinked as he suddenly felt a little disoriented, feeling as if someone shook him like a piece of sheet metal. His vision was blurred as he tried to look through the window and... hmm... Was he facing this way before? He wipes his eyes, and he stumbles back. His hands... too pale, way too pale he... why is he not panicking. Why isn't he screaming in fear or... honestly feeling anything? He feels like even that should be making him sick and even more afraid, but he just... doesn't, he doesn't know what's going on but... he's calm... why?
He takes a deep breath... it... he hasn't felt like this for... at least a long time. He walks out of his room, the door creaks as he leaves, and he immediately turns right into the bathroom.
He glimpses at Omori in the reflection, Basil turns around, but only he was there, that's... he would like to say terrifying. He continued in, shutting and locking the door behind him. He checked that nobody's in the room, and he looks into the mirror.
Oh.
He stares.
He's...
He looks like Sunny.
He is calm.
He's so very calm.
This feels... good.