#/SRSRSRRR

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#DONT RB #/SRSRSRRR #fuaouck tornado warning diring class we cant go to lunch rn.. #well maybe im a bit scared some might say a bit Anxiety filled #maybe i am just dissociating out of my mind rn JUST A BIT ! #well my music isnt working.. phones on 26% #perhaps i wil lhave a panic attack #everything feels like a dream #i feel like im gonna close my eyes and then ill open them to nothing and we’ll all be dead #i want 2 throw up methinks #sorry im just having a crisis #mentally #i cant really ttext anyone rn so im Here to Vent ! #well let me think about good things to feel better hm #ctommy and benchtrio are curling up in the basement of snowchester with warm mugs and knitted blankets with little patches in them #michael is sitting in chommys lap… tommy is speaking to him in piglin… hes translating for tubbo and cranboo… #outside they can hear and feel the pounding and vibrations of rain on the roof #but its ok.. bc they r together n safe #cwilbur knocks on the door maybe a few minutes latee #he is soaked to the brim. chommy pulls him inside and gets him a change of clothes from ranboos closet #they all sit in the basement together. happy #wilbur meets michael… he knows the tineist bit of piglin he says Hello and thats it #wilbur gets his own warm hot chocolate mug. chommy braids the long pieces of his ahir. #they sit peacefully in the quiet #every now and then lightning will strike and ctubbo will jump but its ok bc his friends r here… #michael squeezes cranboos hand when the rain gets too loud #at the end of the night they all fall asleep in a pile of blankets #empty mugs left by the ladder leading upstairs #tommy is the first to wake in the morning #its dry out and he takes cwilbur up and they sit on the porch