HOTEL LEX - FLOOR 5 (11/?) (Patreon)

You think about the lack of clothing you've been experiencing and decide that maybe a small charm would be better. You reach into the box and start rummaging around for anything that stands out. You fumble a lot with your plush claws as you cut two small shapes out of felt and attempt to sew them together. You manage to produce something... acceptable. You smile proudly at the charm in your hands. You find a thick string to loop it around and it becomes a necklace.

You clear out a small space and pull out two pillows, one for you and one across from you on which you place the bunny doll on. You just sit and watch the dim lights dance across the bunny's face. The string lights twinkle like stars and you soak in the moment of peace. A soft music box plays from somewhere in the distance. You look at your friend and even though the doll's eyes are unblinking, you avert your gaze. You open your mouth, trying to find the right words, or even words at all. You end up closing your mouth, not wanting to say the wrong thing. Finally, after the long silence, you slowly inch closer. You start with a simple 'thank you' for being by your side, and for sticking through all your dumb decisions. You pull out charm and set it down beside him on the pillow. You comment on how you're not as talented in craftsmanship as he is but you tried your best and you put your heart into it. You laugh nervously, looking at the misshapen star and oversized heart.

Your voice trails off, unsure what else to say. You feel your heart pulling and you're not sure in which direction. You focus on the feeling and let the ache fill you. Your body fills in the gaps in your thinking and you slowly visualize the words to say. You change your sitting position, trying to feel more comfortable with the uncomfortable situation. From the very start of this horror adventure, you were given help by your companion. If it had not been for him, who knows where you would've ended up. You laugh meekly, offering an apology for dragging him through the dark forest and into the graveyard filled with ghosts. You confess that you were frozen in fear too but, having a companion by your side gave you strength you never knew you had. You also slip in that seeing the bunny without any kind of clothing was quite the sight. You then compliment the bunny's bravery. Though he could have run away at any time, he chose to stay next to you. In the tower at the graveyard, when you 'hatched' from the egg. He stood by your side through it all. You comment how nice it has been to have him around and you feel some of the tension in your heart release. You never expected such a feeling in a place so foreign but love and appreciation course through your body.

You sit in silence once again, replaying the events that have led you here. You look around again, this time in longing for something to ease the ache. You pull over another couple of pillows and hug one of them. You look back at your friend, looking for any kind of change but you see nothing. You sigh, burying your head into your knees; you are tongue-tied once again. You want to call out to your friend, but it dawns on you that you don't even know his name. You bite your lip and guilt fills your body. You try to reason with the thought: he has never asked for yours so why should you feel guilty for not knowing his? Of all the times you two silently walked beside each other, you never engaged in idle conversation. You were always thinking about how to survive and what to do next which may have caused you to neglect his feelings. Your body speaks for you and you admit that everything that has happened so far feels like a dream and you weren't even sure you'd make it this far. You apologize, tears welling up. You acknowledge your selfishness; that you've been making all the decisions and that you've pulled him into this mess. You choke as you start with negative remarks toward yourself. You ball up even tighter, the confusion of so many emotions inside you leaking out the corner of your eyes.

You feel a paw on your shoulder and you lift your head up in surprise.

"I've never met someone so brave, y-you put yourself in danger to help others without a second thought and I-I really admire that. Y-you jumped at the gh-ghost to save me! I-I've never had anyone put themselves in danger f-for me before... thank you."

You open your mouth, droplets of water spilling down the sides of your face. He suddenly realizes how close he is and blushes; but before he can move away, you pull him into a tight hug. His soft fleece body falls onto yours as you both bury your heads into each other's shoulders. You feel him sniffle as he cries into you, stress and ache washing away with each passing moment.

Two lost souls embrace and find comfort in each other. You don't know how far you've wandered from home but nowhere else has felt as safe as your friend's arms. You hold the embrace for a little longer before relaxing your grip. You press both your foreheads together with your eyes closed and take in the moment, not worrying about anything else.

"My name is Emmett, b-but my nan calls me Emmie."

You comment how cute that name is and he blushes profusely while giggling nervously. He places his arms around your shoulders as you hold him by his waist. You tell him your name, Percy. You admit it's not as cool-sounding as 'Emmett' but the bunny interjects. "I think that is a great name," and gives you a small kiss on your cheek. If you had parts right now, you'd be very uncomfortable to lie against. A feeling like lightning races through you, pounding in your chest. You can feel the same energy radiating from Emmie as your breathing becomes heavy.

> Hold him closer and explore these plush bodies together.> Cuddle and rest up for the journey.

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