Chp 27 | Please... You gotta

P. S.

Wassup! I finally finished school, so... Yah. It's summer for me! I have time to write now! I've been stressed, and going through some shit, but here I am, writing for y'all! Also I went to Fan Fusion in PHX! :) (Did a N cosplay)

3rd person POV~

Cheesy layed in his bed, smiling. He was fully healed, only a small scar residing on his chest. It was finally over... He could move on...! He had gotten some help from Paintbrush and Pickle about moving on from past, bad experiences. But only problem was left, something that was stressing him out: Trophy.

Lately, there had been a new problem in the two's relationship: spending too little time together. After spending so many months of just each other, both Cheesy and Trophy were seriously tired of seeing each other. They decided they needed some time for themselves, and to figure out their lives, then once they were done, return back to their normal relationship.

Cheesy was fully healed, emotionally and physically, but Trophy... Had other problems.

Trophy's family had wanted him to visit, in which, obviously, he did. After coming back two days ago from visiting his family, Trophy hadn't talked to anyone yet. He stayed hidden in his room, not eating, not sleeping, not drinking, just sitting, waiting, and watching for something to happen. It was sad, to say the least. The jock was never so down, so obviously something had must've happened whilst he was out in the big city, visiting his parents and other family.

Cheesy had done everything he could to try and see if Trophy was ok, but nothing worked. He just sat in his room, alone. Quiet.

What would Cheesy do?

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What do I do now?? It's been SUCH a long time, but here, I'm back- and with more problems and lore and sadness and gay shit-

Hehehejehhehh....

Mother is back, children.

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