Markiplier X Springtrap Novels & Stories

However, he immediately crumpled his own face roughly. "Ughh. I still can't forget him, even though five years have passed. It feels like it can't be him. I've often misrecognized people. Damn it, all because Marko asked me to drink tonight." Leon grumbled to himself when he saw the figure of a woman riding on a battered moped. "Sorry, Nis. I can only take you on a crappy motorbike like this," said Adam during their journey. "It's okay, Adam. If you don't give me a deposit tonight, I'll spend more money to pay for a taxi," chuckled Nisa. Adam just smiled at his chatter. Adam's battered moped stopped at one of the Barbeque Chicken tent stalls.

“Talk about her like that again, brother, and I’ll kill you.” He chuckles. “She really does have your boxers in a fucking twist. I’ll take that as a no. How can I help you, Dommie?” “I hate it when you call me that. I’m the oldest.” “That’s why I do it,” Felix replies, “What’s up?” “There’s a problem at the stadium. There’s a physical trainer there named Mitch that’s sexually harassing girls.” There’s a pause. “Did he hurt your girl?” “No. But he hurt her friend. Someone you might actually have an interest in.”

he announced and the room applauded. I didn't know how to react. All these people looking at me and clapping felt so bizarre. "Elios, this is Marcus, he'll be training starting tomorrow," he said as he sat down, pointing to the man on my right. I looked at him and was immediately enveloped in fear. The man was covered in tattoos from head to toe. Even his bald head was covered in tattoos. I was surprised when he gave me warm smile and held out his hand for me to shake.