( short lmao)

It had been a few months since the Yarn incident. 3 months exactly.

They still missed their cat dearly, living alone again caused a big impact on their mental health.

They took on several jobs to take their mind off things.

There was so many things going on. They still had 3 years till they passed.
The presence of who ever was near was making them feel strange.

Not sexually, just making them want to get pregnant. Since they were in a seperate skeleton genus, it was considered "in season", only called that since it referenced a common animal trait.

They couldnt have a child now, Killers stress levels were too high to manage. Having a child at this time was out of the question.

They laid on their bed, the taste of vinegar lingered in their tongue.

Rat poison always tasted strange.
Killer believed rat poison would lower the stress, it did work. But it slowly would kill them.

They didn't mind really, they were just so tired. Wanting to sleep so bad.

The need to sleep overtook them. Few memories came back but slightly.

Their eyes closed, the presence getting stronger. Feeling their head turn to the side.

Sleep had finally over took them.

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Ha, short lmao. I'm goin on a break to write "a love of different realities". So bye