It had... Been some time since Lav left the room.
He finally opened his eyes.
But... He didn't stop counting.
He looks tired.
Shaken.
Refusing to do anything but count.
He never cleaned his room after it happened.
What's the point of it anyway if they're just going to put him back?
It's all artificial.
They're...
They're all just pretending, aren't they?
Pretending to keep him safe.
They're just pretending to like him, but they're going to put him back.
And he finds himself continuously struggling to breathe.
They're going to put him back.
He just wants to live in the lie that they're all happy forever.
But he knows the truth.
He knows it's not real.
He knows that they're going to put him back soon.
He didn't leave his room.
He's been still there, counting.
Not counting the seconds he's trapped...
But counting how long it takes them to put him back.
//@bubble-steven.
