sWitch

by Kat Blackthorne

I was the storm cloud of the family—goth,

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That was who she wanted, some version of me in another universe.

Babe chill

Of course he’d design his player to look just like him—no blue hair or a tail or any other weird ass thing you could do to customize your OC in this game.

BORING

Too bad I was locked into a double date with my situationship, my crush, and my brother.

Imaginary polycule delulu style

Better people with morals and ethics would have probably felt guilty after tongue-fucking the blue slushy underwear of their twin’s girlfriend in an empty movie theater on a double date.

Jail

Fuck cats. I hated the pretentious, fluffy little bastards.

Homophobic

“That’s you saying you want to cyber-scissor, isn’t it?”

ENOUGH

Was Fauna online now as I beat the snare to a pulp?

BABE. GET A GRIP.

“Wanna play with me?” “Do I ever.”

wink wink

“Did all those piercings and tattoos hurt?”

yer joking

This was technically very immoral and wrong—but I was okay with that.

Mini Ronnie Radke

Remy was a cat prowling toward me with a mouse in its jaws.

she’d hate this

Her tattoos were oiled and her crop top clung to her chest, highlighting her six-pack abs and low slung grey sweatpants.

it’s giving fuck boy

Oh no, I was crushing so bad.

oh noar

Mocking my Polly Pocket display?

i-

So why, when my elbow hit her gummy bear keyboard, did I see the vilest shit appear on her computer screen? “Tick-tock, loser. Time’s running out!” “God, I wonder how close everyone is to the end… How embarrassing for you!” “Seriously, so cringe.” “You’re not going to beat us in time.” “Everyone’s going to see you for who you are.”

this…this is the most vile shit? THIS?

Grease is one of my favorite musicals, actually.”

+1

Mr. Monroe The CEO could never hug us one at a time. I remarked with an edge of snark, “Always with the double side hug, Dad. Always ever efficient, even with doling out fatherly affection.”

Virgo vibes

Do you play sports games as well, Ms. Fauna?”

sports games ☠️

“Watch it, old man. Don’t you dare speak about Fauna like that. This fucking house burns like any other, and I will be the one lighting the match if you ever make her feel the slightest bit inferior again.”

💅

“Shut up, Remy. Not everything is a joke.

well…

“Seems there’s been a lot of betrayal and dishonesty around here. Nice to know how much you don’t have my back. Don’t you dare come back to the apartment. I never want to see you again.”

bro yall share a ROOM☠️

Did she even care about me at all, or was I just another game to her?

GET. REAL. REMY. FOR FUCKS SAKE.

The faded-purple-haired psycho scoffed.

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“Fauna’s ops,

what in the gen z

Despite her affinity for black, Remy was color personified.

🙄

The band groaned dramatically in the background,

the band plus everyone else

Put me in, coach.”

PUT ME IN COACH!!!

know you cyber-fucked me with your brother’s avatar.”

💻✂️

My nightmare was finally over. My reputation was saved, and it was all thanks to a band called the Mall Ratz.

enough ☠️

“In that case…we scissor.”

i-

“The headphones stay, or I don’t play. What would the venue overlords think of that?”

brother you played ONE TIME relax

histrionic

that’s a big word for elmo

“That’s not all we switched.” He nodded toward where Fauna and Mary Jane were speaking with Watson.

the joke is dead. let. it. go.

Fauna was in class and working at the animal shelter, but she’d been coming by my place every night and we would hang out.

u sure about that? the one bedroom u share with the twin? mk

“Fuck, Fauna, you’re my own melted ice cream cone, aren’t you?”

GET OUT.

my extra-large Sleep Token shirt

*sigh +1

I raced back to the arcade, where everyone but Joss was in place on the stage,

ok 5 nights at freddy’s

We opened the doors to a room illuminated by neon lights, the Mall Rats thrumming a beat as the nursing home residents clapped and cheered, excited for the promise of an actual show.

SCREAMING