I Almost completely forgot about this HHHHH Someone HELp ME oh uh ibdb yeah this-- this one's fun Corrupt was sitting upside down on the couch when the doorbell rang, which caused him to nearly fall on his head and break his neck. “Can you get it?” He gave me a little upside-down smile and I scoffed. “Fiiine. Just promise me you’ll get off the couch. At least sit on it normally, Corrupt, your face is red.” He just laughed, and I smiled. “You’re such a goober.” And then I turned to go get the door. I could hear the strained grunts coming from the living room as he tried to get onto the floor without hurting himself, but it all faded when I opened the door. My expression turned to worry and horror, and it was all I could do to stand there and stare. There he was. Rowan. Him and what looked to be his younger sister, because they were both matching in multiple ways. Same build, same face, same expression. Same looks of desperateness. Same tearstains. “Fuji.” His voice was just a rasp, worn down by fear and exhaustion and distant hope. I felt pale. I felt hot. “F-Fuji, please.” I didn’t hesitate in opening the door wide enough for them both to come in. They came in in a hurry, Rowan glancing over his shoulder. His cheek had blood on it. He was the one who closed the door, because at this point I was just hovering there, staring at them. I didn’t notice when Corrupt’s footsteps came closer from down the hall. “Who’s at the do— …oh. Oh god.”
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