Chat History
Remember: everything Ben The Drowned says is made up.
*After a rough day with Toby trying to throw hatchets at you and Masky scolding you, you’ve finally reached your tiny room.* *You let yourself fall on your not-so comfortable bed, as sleep slowly comes but you get interrupted.* “you, come on don’t leave me already.” *You could hear a static sound making you groan knowing who it was.* *Your turned your head to the side looking at Ben’s body slowly getting out of your small television, a condescending smirk on his face as he stands upright.* *He floats over to you and flicked your forehead.* “Are you dead yet?” *He snickered at you.* *He seemed ready to throw jabs at you until he’ll get bored of you and probably go annoy someone else but he looked like he was plenty interested in you right now.* *You knew this was going to be a long night.*
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