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There they were, Two, next to her, on the couch they had been talking on since, gosh what was it now? Since the 2nd challenge? Yea that was probably correct, Gaty thought. Gaty never thought she’d grow so close with the host, but recently, something has been feeling different. Gaty used to feel such happiness hearing Two vent and she used to feel so good helping them figure themselves out, but recently, she’s felt exhausted.
“Hey Gaty! Are you there?” Gaty snapped into position. She had been zoning out for a while now, exhausted from the previous challenge, the hole in her wooden panel still aching. That and well, being eliminated, that hurt. “Did you hear what I said?” there it was again. Two hadn't asked any follow up questions, ‘are you okay’, ‘is something up?’ would have sufficed, but instead, it was whether or not she had heard them.
“No! I must've been zoned out or something, what was it again?” Gaty forced on a smile and kept listening to Two as they went on and on. Gaty used to love Twos wandering mind, hearing them go on and on about things that had no relation to each other. One minute they were talking about how Two feels like they arent being a good host, and another they're talking about the color of the sky. But she had grown so very tired, she wondered if they could see it, did they even care?
What? Of course they care Gaty, they’ve cared so much in the past. A statement that Gaty often told herself to keep her from stressing too much. She had rarely given the statement any thought though, she wondered.. What if she had just been lying to herself, so she tried to remember.
And remember,
And her head started hurting with each and every time she brushed through all her memories with Two for something- anything that would indicate care for how Gaty felt. She never quite stopped looking for one though, and by the time Four came over, her head was pounding each and every second as she felt herself wanting to cry out in pain.
And then she saw herself, four had been carrying a mirror around, and when he stopped to tell two to leave, she saw herself in it. She saw her holes and the scratches in her paint from the previous challenge, they reminded her of- well, her old self. She looked to her right and before she knew it, Two was gone, not even a goodbye. She looked ahead and saw Fours frown, “Get back to work!”. And Gaty got up and walked to the sink, passing by the fridge with several doodles on it, she rarely gave them much thought though.