The next day alan and argos were sleeping in their room with saddie in the bed with them the alarm went off and alan opened their eye and clicked it off they stretched all four arms and yawned they stood up out of bed making sure not to wake argos or saddie they head into the kitchen and make themselves breakfast and a cup of coffee they yawn and mama k walks next to them making a bagel “morning mama” alan said when mama k spoke up she had a male like voice “hey sweetheart how's it going” alan jumps back and shakes the feeling of fear away “mama i think it’s e day” Mama k then goes to the bathroom and takes her estrogen she walks out when her bagel was done and she bit into it alan didn’t know how she bit into it when she has no face only a screen but they shook it off slightly because they didn’t care how it worked anymore argos woke up carrying saddie down the stairs she was fussy and tired which made since because it was early in the morning alan lit a cigarette and took a drag on it and exhaled the smoke making a smoke ring “cigarettes and coffee a gross combo” argos said in a sassy voice alan bapped argos’s shoulder enough to be playful but not enough to hurt him “Oh hush” they said giggling slightly argos kisses alan’s shoulder and alan shivers saddie stretches in argos’s arms “morning daddy” she yawned looking at alan and they giggled and alan patted her head and then turns to face argos and hugged him tightly Argos fanned the smoke away from his nose and he giggles “hun put that out heheheheheh” alan put out the cigarette in the ashtray the stick halfway finished and they had a happy glint in their eye alan then heard a knock at the door they said “i’ll get it” and they opened it a person with a nitendo switch head narrowed their eyebrow and they said “hello my name is Nin i need to speak with alan jayson booker”
Painted smiles
this story has, drug use, self h@rm, loss of identity and erotic mentions and mentions of gore, suicid3 and lgbtqia+ if you are sensitive to any of these please click off




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