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The halls of the homeowners house where eerily quite more than usal you could here the faint snores of the other pepole staying in the living room sat coat guy his hands shake violently as he stairs at them the harsh cold he always felt was worsening, he started tapping his foot lightly on the floor the only thing he could hear was the ringing in his ear he knew he was a vistor he knew that he didnt belong here and that he should jsut allow FEMA to take his life yet he just sat there with these cold degrading thoughts. As the thoughts swirled in his head he heard a door creak open he suspected it was the homeowner but then a dark skinned boy with a bloody mouth walks in he seemed anxious and all out of his senses, coatguy had met this boy before he was quite nice and frankly quite adorable coat guy always saw him as a anxious twitching rabbit who wants to scurry off. Coat guy clears his throat in a clam tone he addresses the boy "wireface? What are you doing in here so late shouldn't you be resting?" The boy lets out a small yelp not expecting him to be awake he didnt reply and just stared in confusion wireface had never been able to understand the others in there native Russian language frankly no one could understand him but he atleast seemed to understand Russian in writing. So coat guy picks up a small oil empty sketch book likely homeowners from childhood that was forgotten coatguy started scribbling down his previous words then handed it to the timid wireface, wireface stared at it for a few seconds before scribbling something else down then handing it to coat guy it read "I felt to cramped in the closet so I came in here sense it was just you" coat guy nodded and patted the spot on the couch next to him it had been absent sense the mysterious death of bar guy no one had figured out who was a vistor yet though one man with a buzz cut and a white shirt saying 'amongus' seemed to suspect coat guy as the murderer, wich in all truth he was but he couldn't let that be known quite yet. Wireface stared at him for a bit then sat down by him his hips and hand brushing against coat guy wich made him blush a little coat guy felt like a teen age girl with his first crush, something about the quiet man intrigued him and made him fall hard. Coat guy nervously scoots closer to him thr only sound is there breathed and the muffled purrs of a cat, he gently ever so slightly held wirefaces hand time seemed to pause in that moment luke nothing else mattered well atleast for coatguy, wireface looked confused out of his mind though he did blush slightly after a bit and look away quickly wich made made coat guy chuckle a little. Wire face grabbed the writing pad and started to write out the words "you like me?" His letters where messy sense he was clearly not used to writing in this language but coat guy could understand it enough, h3 looked at the younger man and just nodded and as soon as he did the other boy turned into a blushing mess letting out little sounds of suprise and flustered squeaks, making coat guy let out a light chuckle before he grabbed the pad and started writing " I love you." Once the boy read it his entire face was almost red it was funny for the apocalypse these two where still over here with a light cute moment even if the world may not last longer atleast they have eachother. But even in this light moment the darkness still came threw in the blink of the eye wireface was mutilated without a word blood spilled everywhere guts spilling from his torso and coat guy sitting there covered in blood. The hole that made him ever so cold the hole that had killed his friend bar guy the hole that had killed his love.. his heart writhed in agony why..why wireface of all of the pepole why him? Coat guy stares at his hands covered in splattered blood as his eyes violently twitching in fear grief tears streaming down his icy cheeks as he looked at the man he had loved mutilated beyond comprehension. Coatguy stumbled towards the homeowners room barely managing to stand the homeowner eas asleep but his gun was loaded and unoccupied coat guy grabs its withbhis shaky hands and puts it in his mouth without a second thought he pulled the trigger blasting his brains out all over the wall as more and more blood pooled out of his head. In this story of doomed lovers there's no joy only death and heartbreak <3