Ben's POV

After a few hours I left Toby's room to go check in Jeff, who had hopefully calmed down a bit.

I like Toby, he's chill. He looks cool. And he liked my games. He also seems to have no issues with my gossiping and wants me to be like a spy for him. I think he's hiding something... I'm not sure what it is but I doubt he's gonna tell me yet.

I don't really mind if he doesn't wanna open up to me about why he's here yet. We just met. But I feel like we're gonna be good friends...

Now to deal with the whining, baby, Jeff...

I knocked on his door and hear him shuffle over, his eyes were redder than usual, probably strained more from yelling and his body attempting to cry. Or some medical crap like that.

He stepped to the side and I brushed past him, "you could've came and gotten me Jeff," I told him.

He sighed, "I didn't think it mattered, I knew you would come," he shut the door, and we sat down on the bed.

The rest of the room was destroyed...

Toby's POV

It was quiet now, almost too quiet.

I think I like Ben though.

He was, nice and fun to be around. And he seemed like he would be useful to me.

But, wow...

A real friend...

I grabbed my mask, put it back on, and started to walk back to the kitchen.

Just a snackkkk...

I looked up to see him, the target.

I guess now's as good a time as any to try to talk to him... 

I walked over to the counter and grabbed an orange just rolling it back n forth.  Jack had his mask up enough to drink, though I don't know where he got a black straw from...

"Where'd you get a black straw from?" I blurted, without thinking of course.

Jack tilted his head at me, "I just... asked Slender? You know like when you ask for your like biweekly grocery stuff. I get like a pack of them," he explained like I should've been told.

I probably should have, but I guess it wasn't important enough.  

"Oh that m-makes sense. What a-are y-you drinking?" I asked him.

"Nothing you'd like," he said, I could almost hear his smirk.

I was about to ask before a guy with dark brown hair, almost black, confidently walked in and slung his arm over Jack's shoulders. Jack sighed and turned his head to him.

"Dude, are you done with the snack yet? I'm ready to go, and Daisy's bored," the guy complained.

"Almost done, Wendell, I'll still have to grab my stuff though," Jack said unbothered by Wendell's inpatients.

"Hurry up," Wendell muttered. His gaze shifted to me, "you're new right? I'm Wendell," he held his hand out to me.

I shook his hand slowly, "Toby." 

After a few seconds Jack stood up and put his cup in the sink with some water. He adjusted his mask and turned to me, "well, we got stuff to do, so see ya later, Proxy," he saluted and walked away.

"Later Toby," Wendell chirped as he followed Jack. I sighed and grabbed my orange, going back to my room.

I guess this was a step in the right direction...

Another small step complete...

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