#!repetition

[There’s a meticulously folded up note that looks to have been rather hastily thrown into one of the drawers of Papyrus’s computer desk. The handwriting is shaky, as if the writer was wrestling with some very strong emotions as he wrote.]

DEAR PERSON I LIKE,

I’M SOORRY I’M SORRY I’MS ORRY I’SORRY

I WWASNT STRONG ENOUGH IM NOT STRONG ENOUGH

I SSHOULDNT AHVE GONE IN I SHOULDNT I WAS TOLD NOT TO BUT I DIDNT LISTEN I HAD TO MAKE SURE YOU WERE OKAY BUT YYOU WERENT AND I COULDNT DO ANYTHING TO HELP YOU AND IMS ORRY

I WISH I COULD JUST LOOK AT YOU WITHOUT REMEMBERING THAT DAY

I WISH I COULD THINK ABOUT YOU WITHOUT REMEMBERING HOW BADLY I LET YOU DOWN

I WANT TO HANG OUT WITH YOU AND BE A BETTER FRIEND BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU AND WANT TO MAKE YOU FEEL LOVED LIKE YOU DESERVE TO BE

Examine!

[Clicking on the doorway]

You don't want to go in there.

[Clicking on the door again]

They're your friends and you want to support them, even while they're in this state, but...

[Clicking on the door a third time]

You hate seeing them like this.

You hate seeing them so still.

You hate how cold to the touch they are, even as their bodies still draw breath.

You love your friends so much, and that's why you can't stand to be in the same room as them for too long.

[All subsequent clicks]

Random Anonymous Confessions

I hate you.

I hate you I hate you I hate you I HATE YOU. You ruined my life before it even began.

Journal Entries

[The entry is dated November 23, 2016. The first line is scratched out, but from what can be seen it's written in a somewhat shaky hand. Whether it was from emotion or because he was still recovering is not clear.]

FOUNDHIMFOUNDHIMFOUNDHIM

[The rest is much steadier, like he had some time to calm down in between.]

Today I ran into the person who landed me on probation in the first place. I didn't recognize him at first, but the voice was familiar.

He's the same person I ran into back at the hotel. I almost recognized him then, too, but I was too overwhelmed to put it together at the time. Why are fancy places so bright and loud, anyway?

I can't believe this. He talks about providing a bright future, and yet he had no problem throwing away a random kid's future to protect himself. Hypocritical piece of shit.