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A sour feeling of familiarity - REWRITE

Summary:

Sorry i need to edit this on my computer but I have parental controls and time limits and its 2am and im on my phone. I cant summarise well either.

Very much wip I wrote this after I had a headache and sobbed so its a bit weird

I kinda despise the original so

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Chapter 1: You have [one] new message.

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The show was over.
Everything he knew- what now..?
He wasnt sure he could live without it.

Fan tried to stay cheerful around his friends, but it was difficult lately. He wanted them to notice more than anything, but he could never get the words out.

It had been a long day. Nothing had happened, really. Fan had just sat around, napped a lot, and ended up getting a headache. It annoyed him, how uninteresting her life was.

Fan stared at their phone, waiting for something to show up. It had been a while since they had felt heard by their friends, all their messages in the group chat going unnoticed. No, that was unfair to say- whenever they joined their friends on voice chat, they were always welcomed with excitement.

1 - new message. From: lightbulb.

‘Hey fan! sorry i couldnt talk to ya in person about this.. i just had to get this to you ASAP!! its serious-o-clock now, your acting really off lately, and im really worried :C
wish i coulda helped with that situation yesterday, i didnt know how to help then !!
i still cant really do much, but plleaasee see a doctor, its not good to be wanting those bad things D:’

He stared at the screen. He placed his phone down, putting his head in his hands. Of course he had to make them worried. They didn't know what to say- She really should take the advice. Its been bad lately- not that it wasnt bad before, but especially so now.

It felt terrible- he thought it would be nice. But they KNOW. And its too much.

He replied, hands shaking.

‘I'm okay, really! Ive just been struggling with sleep lately, thanks for caring enough to be worried though,, ahah ^_^”’

They stared at the wall. The small movements from focusing on it were better than facing that horrible feeling.

He put on some music, and went to bed.

Notes:

Sorry its not done