#c:wakeup

The troll who had saved you was oddly sweet. You say oddly, as you know her caste full well, and you know how they usually are. How you usually are. But she was patient, and kind, and nurturing. She said she usually scared people with how she looked instead of her words, but you didn’t care. You can’t see anyways. Well, you mostly can’t see, but that’s for another time. Point is, this troll was being incredibly helpful towards you without even knowing who you were.

You want away from her as soon as possible.

“So, wait, can you like, go from the beginning? How’d you even get in that mess?” She asked so many questions, you can’t tell if it’s curiosity or something worse, but there’s no point in hiding it, is there?

Everything is blurry. But you see it. And you tell her.

‘Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha no.’

‘First of all she’s not my friend. She’s some rando who decided to play hero, which will probably come back to bite me in the ass. Seriously. To all you wigglers out there never trust randomly kind people. Fun tip of the day.’

‘Y’know, now ya got me going. Why the fuck do you wanna know so much? What do you know? You really wanna fuck up my day, huh?’

‘I’m not a fucking grub. I know people lose contact. You know what really makes people lose contact? Not talking to them because you’re a piece of shit!’

‘Well... yes? Obviously? Don’t think I’d be talking about myself in any way if I didn’t.’

‘This was a sneaky way to get me to tell you my life story isn’t it. Fuck you now I’m not gonna out of spite.’

‘Uh, yeah, I guess? Weird ass question. Puzzles are fun. Any sort of puzzles, or riddles, or whatever...’

‘...’

‘I made myself sad. Thanks.’

‘How do you know all this. What. Who are you. What do you want. I don’t want whatever you’re selling.’

‘To answer, yeah, I can now add my fucking eyes to the list of body parts that I no longer own. I really don’t like how that list keeps growing. But yeah, I have no idea what the fuck is going on either. I don’t know how to describe it. I can kind of... sense colors? Really bright ones anyhow. So thank fuck that other chick is apparently eyeseeringly bright.’

‘...She has no idea what the fuck is going on either.’