- BLUESMUSE

⭐In to the Funkinverse! ⭐

“ …. ”

Ever since that dream, nothing had truly been the same. Everything had felt somewhat…off. And maybe Benjamin knew why, now that that perfect version of himself was right before him. Did this version remember him? Of course not, it was a dream. But then why did he feel so ill? Staring at this singer who had gotten everything he was planned to get in life, it made him feel sick to his stomach. This is the version of him that mum and dad wanted. Not his true self, but a facade. One that’d smile and wave to the crowd and hold in his pain, sing his heart out and smother the last of his true love for the arts for the sake of keeping them happy.

The two make eye contact and almost immediately, Keith opens his mouth to speak once more.

“Who are you and why do you look like me-?”

His comment, while executed poorly- since reading the expression on his counterpart’s face wasn’t difficult- was still a valid one. From his perspective, he’s just run into someone who looks exactly like him, just with a different clothing choice.