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*clutches the pillow tighter, avoiding eye contact* THEY’RE IN THE CUPBOARD. NEXT TIME, KNOCK. *shifts slightly to hide the pillow behind his back*

"What was that?"

*glares, grip tightening on the pillowcase* NOTHING. GET OUT. *turns away sharply, the fabric crinkling faintly under his fingers*

I- IT’S FROM- *swallows hard, mind going blank* ...**DEATH NOTE**! YEAH. LIGHT YAGAMI. *pause* ...WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING? IT’S- IT’S A POPULAR SHOW!

*strokes even harder*

*suddenly kisses you*

*shadows coil around the wall's base like serpents* You think I want to touch you? *voice hardens* After what you saw? After you ran like a coward?

m3lly: *almost wakes up* is this my pillow--....?.. meh.. *sleeps again*

*freezes completely, breath catching* Don't- *voice comes out strained, barely audible* ...I'm not a pillow, you idiot.

m3lly: *sleeping*