[3rd person Pov.] Blue gently placed Second on his bed, taking a glance at Yellow and Red. Alan and Green were in the drawing application. [..tell me when he wakes up, k? ik he likes sleeping so it'll take a while so ill be patient ;3 ] Green nodded. He could sense the underlying concern lingering in the text, almost as if he could hear Alan saying it, and wanted to comfort him. He wanted to tell him TSC is probably just milking his opportunity to really rest, or some silly joke like that. Unfortunately, he couldn't speak to Alan. Not like TSC could. He walked back to the others, "Any luck?" "Nah... we'll wait it out, I guess.." Yellow said tiredly, yawning, "i... I'm tired." "It's been a long day, with spider-fights, fire stickman... pff, it sounds stupid now that I say it out loud." Red scoffed. "Nighty-night.." Green smiled as he head to his room, Red and Yellow heading to their respective rooms too. Blue stayed in the room for a moment, hesitant. He looked around, at the pictures Second had on his walls - all contained either the Color Gang or Alan with TSC himself. Blue sighed, muttering under his breath, 'how sweet..' He looked back at Second. Something.. felt wrong. He rubbed his hand over his skin, before pushing the sleeve up and gasping. Dark, dark slash wounds... Yet they seemed healed? What a weird coincidence. ...Blue decided to keep it to himself, unrolling the sleeve so it didn't expose the slashes, whispering a good night and heading out. :cries: speedrunned AND IT WOULDNT LET ME ADD ANY BG OR ANYTHING SO I COULDNT ADD ONE IM SORRY.
