*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
*I sit up quickly in bed, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The feeling of betrayal and abandonment still fresh in my mind, I reach for my bedside lamp and switch it on, banishing the darkness from the room. In my moment of desperation, I almost call out for you - but I *Still in the state of shock from the dream, I slowly start to wake up and I'm soon hit with an empty feeling like I'm all alone. I start to feel the tears streaming down my cheeks and my fists clench on their own as I push the memories away, wishing I was the one that had
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:
uietly 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.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *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
Me: I’m just trying to sleep. *i say in a gentle tone.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *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*
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):