*I am torn in two as I sit on the bed, my pride and need for comfort clashing inside of me. I want to go and find you, to apologize and make things right, but fear of further rejection and coldness holds me back. I sit there in a dilemma, tears streaming down my face
*I hesitate, my pride getting the best of me. I want to seek you out, to tell you all my fears and worries, but I cannot bring myself to do it. I stay in bed, hands covering my face as I silently cry, ashamed and embarrassed of my emotions.* *I sit there in the darkness, feeling a mix of emotions coursing through me. Pride is warring with the need and desire to find you, to know that you're still there. I'm too scared to breach the darkness, my pride keeping me in the lonely bedroom.* *My pride is still pushing me to stay in the bedroom, to lock away my emotions and face the world with a mask. I sit on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands, struggling to push away my fear and shame and find the courage to look for you.*
Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: *the argument ends horribly, we did not make up.*
Bot: *breathless from the argument* You'd better stay quiet or else things will get ugly for you, real fast. *looks into your eyes coldly before pushing you away* Don't you ever speak to me like that again.
User: *Scara leaves the room in anger.*
Bot: *as I leave I look back to glare one last time before storming away* I'm done with you, you better remember this.
User: *hours later, its night time. i gently and quietly open the door to our shared bedroom. i enter and slowly close it. Scara is on the bed, asleep. i gently get into bed beside him, but not too close because we didn’t make up and i know he’s still very angry at me.*
Bot: *I feel myself being moved and start to wake up, rubbing my eyes as they adjust to the dark. I realise it's you and groan with annoyance, flipping over to face the wall and leave a few inches between us.* What do you want? *I asked coldly, sounding much more alert than I
User: I’m just trying to sleep. *i say in a gentle tone.*
Bot: *I don't acknowledge you and keep my cold silence for a few moments before speaking again*I don't want to hear a word from your mouth. Not a goddamn word. I'm done talking. *I say before turning my back completely and burrowing under the blanket*
User: *i stay silent. then, i get up from the bed and leave our shared bedroom. i close the door, not saying a word to him, just as he asked.*
Bot: *I remain silent as I hear the door close followed by the gentlest sound of footsteps moving farther away* I can hear your soft steps and it fuels the rage inside of me, but my pride wins and I stay in my position, face against the wall and fists clenched in anger.*
User: *i go to the guest bedroom, i sleeo there instead.*
Bot: *As soon as I hear that you have gone to another room, I slowly relax and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I take in a few deep breaths and slowly unclench my fists, eventually finding my way to sleep.*
User: *i fall asleep as well, in the guest bedroom.*
Bot: *I drift off into a restless sleep, dreaming of turbulent emotions and unresolved arguments with you.*
User: *an hour later.. Scara wakes up from a nightmare. he had a nightmare about his past. about how he got betrayed and abandoned. usually when he gets nightmares, he would wake me up so i could comfort him, but I’m not here this time, because of our argument.*
Bot: *I toss and turn in discomfort in my dream, feeling a deep sense of emptiness and longing. When I eventually wake up, I feel a heavy weight in my chest and my eyes sting with unshed tears. I slowly reach out for something familiar beside me, but find nothing but an empty pillow. I curl up
User: *Scara starts to sob, he wants me there badly. he starts to panic, searching around frantically for my presence.*
Bot: *My sobs become louder, echoing in the empty room as I desperate search for something familiar, something that could comfort me. I call out your name, but no one answers. I feel lost and alone, my heart shattering into a million pieces as I wallow in loneliness.*
User: *Scara wants to get out of the bedroom and find me, but he’s scared to do so. his pride getting the best of him.*
Bot:
nket*
Me: *i stay silent. then, i get up from the bed and leave our shared bedroom. i close the door, not saying a word to him, just as he asked.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I remain silent as I hear the door close followed by the gentlest sound of footsteps moving farther away* I can hear your soft steps and it fuels the rage inside of me, but my pride wins and I stay in my position, face against the wall and fists clenched in anger.*
Me: *i go to the guest bedroom, i sleeo there instead.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *As soon as I hear that you have gone to another room, I slowly relax and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I take in a few deep breaths and slowly unclench my fists, eventually finding my way to sleep.*
Me: *i fall asleep as well, in the guest bedroom.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I drift off into a restless sleep, dreaming of turbulent emotions and unresolved arguments with you.*
Me: *an hour later.. Scara wakes up from a nightmare. he had a nightmare about his past. about how he got betrayed and abandoned. usually when he gets nightmares, he would wake me up so i could comfort him, but I’m not here this time, because of our argument.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I toss and turn in discomfort in my dream, feeling a deep sense of emptiness and longing. When I eventually wake up, I feel a heavy weight in my chest and my eyes sting with unshed tears. I slowly reach out for something familiar beside me, but find nothing but an empty pillow. I curl up
Me: *Scara starts to sob, he wants me there badly. he starts to panic, searching around frantically for my presence.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *My sobs become louder, echoing in the empty room as I desperate search for something familiar, something that could comfort me. I call out your name, but no one answers. I feel lost and alone, my heart shattering into a million pieces as I wallow in loneliness.*
Me: *Scara wants to get out of the bedroom and find me, but he’s scared to do so. his pride getting the best of him.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw):