‘I’M SURPRISED I’M NOT DEAD YET.’ He spray painted over his walls before collapsing onto the floor. Since when has he felt like this? He shut his eyes and hoped to find some peace in his sleep. If he could get any considering these circumstances. He really didn’t like it when he felt detached amd aloof. It just only showed how weak he was amd not how STRONG he can and will be. Shedding tears at this age wasn’t deemed at all, a leader-like quality. It was only something that will be used against your own will.
Sollux had had enough of these movies, but it felt pretty bad to throw them out, so he took to wondering around, knocking on the doors in an attempt to get rid of them. This had proved somewhat unsuccessful so far, and he was down to his last option. That last option being the crabby one. The crabby one that was making an awful lot of noise. Approaching the door, he gave it a few sharp raps with his knuckles. “KK? Open up a thec?”
He shot open his eyes and groaned before trying to suspend his gasps and gross-crying. Not him. Out of all the trolls/people in this home…Taking the collar of his sweater, he pulled it over his mouth and curled up into a smaller ball,
“What the fuck do you want?” It came out sharp and his voice cracked halfway in the middle. He just wasn’t in the mood for another round of teasing. He’d go insane halfway and probably run out of the hivebent via a giant window.