(a!Ghostbur finds a!Tommy on the floor, sobs wrecking his body
a!Ghostbur rushes to his side, frantically searching him for injuries)
a!Tommy... a-are you hurt... what happened... do you need me to call someone...
(a!Ghostbur realizes a!Tommy is panicking)
a!Tommy... hey... hey... calm down... breathe with me... follow the pattern... one... two... three... four... five...
(/oof: sorry for adding stress to a!Tommy /hj, my characters have a tendency to mess up over obliviousness)
*a!Tommy tried to follow the instructions as best as he could, but their mind rushed with a thousand thoughts and even more tragedies. It was everything. It was nothing. It was so loud there were too many sounds to notice, it was so loud there wasn't a sound at all. Tears, tears and a worried a!Ghostbur were the only real thing, their anchor.*
o-one... two... th-three....
*They imitated, grabbing onto the newcomer's hand for dear life.*
I d-don't want th-this... I d-don't... Wil... T-they... I-I....
(ooc: hey it's okay, dw about it! I'm a sucker for angst lol)














