Yep that's what I was going for. Good luck on the A fic though but anyway ❣for Natemare.
(Awww thank you!)
Natemare scoffed. “Lonely? I’m always alone… What are you talking about?” He crossed his arms, looking off to the side. “…Besides, why do you care?”
Though, what he was holding back was indeed memories of loneliness. Of isolation. Of the time AntiMatter locked him in a solid white room and left him in there for days for one of his “experiments"…
That one in particular stood out simply because he had been locked in the room for so long, he began to see things that weren’t even there. Things that tipped him over and drove him even more insane.
And that had been the first time he’d tried to kill AntiMatter. But when in that room… He experienced true loneliness. He didn’t have the sounds of the other Nates arguing and laughing and speaking to comfort him. He didn’t have the sounds of blipping and humming lab equipment as what little that was left of his sanity dripped away…
“I-It’s not important!” He snapped before stomping away.