...
I uncrossed my arms. "Friends of friends. Now, will you both stop staring at my computer?!" I felt more than an invasion of somewhat public privacy, like an invasion of my personal safe haven, my mind. I stared at each one for a solid minute. Sol pushed up his red and blue glasses that hid his red and blues eyes. He leaned over me to type something. I turned around to see what he was doing. I couldn't believe he was talking to Mita!
The log showed something like this,
"DC: who are you
FP: WH47 D0 Y0U M34N 4L
DC: ii mean what2 your real name" I pushed Sol away from my computer and the next conversation went like,
"FP: Y0U 4R3 N07 4L
DC: Sorry.
DC: A friend of a friend took my computer for a moment.
DC: Don't worry.
DC: He's not touching my computer again.
FP: H3
FP: 15 H3 7H3 S4M GUY FR0M 83F0UR
FP: 7H3 0N3 45 4 M4T35PR17
DC: No.
DC: Please drop it.
FP: L37 M3 74LK T0 H1M
FP: PL345555553333333
DC: I said no.
DC: He's a hacker.
DC: I'm not letting him touch my computer.
DC: Or Kit, for that matter.
FP: WH475 7H3 F1R57 GUY5 N4M3
DC: I said drop it.
FP: WH0 15 17
DC: Sol.
DC: Are you happy now?
FP: Y35
FP: W417
FP: Y0U H4V3 4 P37 N4M35 F0R 7H3M
FP: 1 N33D 70 73LL 3V3RY0NE
DC: Don't you dare tell anyone.
DC: Especially not Kurz or Kani.
FP: Y0U L1K3 H1M
DC: Mita, you know that me and Kani are only moirails.
FP: 50
FP: D0 Y0U
DC: I do.
DC: But you can't tell anyone.
DC: Promise?
FP: PR0M1S3
FP: WHY D1DN7 Y0U 73LL M3 34RL3R
DC: Because I knew you would be triggered if I openly admitted that I like Kani.
DC: I just sent that, didn't I?"
Sol giggled and said, "You sure did, you idiot."
I face-palmed as I shook my head. I returned to the conversation,
"FP: N0W 1 H4V3 PR0F
DC: You promised, you wouldn't send it.
DC: I'll get...
DC: Dang it.
DC: The person who's a hacker is Sol.
FP: 50
DC: He can't hacker your computer from mine because I banished him from it.
FP: 5UCK5 70 83 Y0U
DC: I'm not actually that afraid of letting him hack your computer via mine.
FP: ...
DC: Yeah.
DC: That's what I thought." I caught Sol's reflection. He looked away.
"My think pan hurts," Kit admitted. I rolled my eyes.
"How?" I asked as I spun to face him and Sol.
"Well, first off, I don't know any of these people," Kit began.
"Duh. I mean I'm just using nicknames. Like Sol or Kit."
He blushed a bit before continuing, "Second, why would you let Sollux touch your computer?"
"Because I wanted to teach Mita a lesson. He doesn't tend to understand straight conversation, but sure can take a hint at a threat."
"And third... You made me lose my train of thought."
"Sorry," I shrugged. I felt a shiver go down my back. I faced Sol only, "Sol, can you... do you have..."
"Yes," is all he said. I put up a mental block. He seemed surprised by it, so I stuck my tongue out like a little kid.
"What is going on here?!" Kit shouted.
"I blocked Sol," I giggled.
"Kk, you can't seriously let her do this, right?" I rolled my eyes.
"Sol, are you serious right now? You sound like a two-sweeps-old. I mean get it together man," I said as the computer beeped again. I turned around, yet again.
It was Mita again. I rolled my eyes as I answered him,
"DC: What?
FP: 1 70LD K4N1
DC: YOU DID WHAT?
FP: 1 70LD K4N1
DC: What did you say?
DC: TELL ME!
FP: 1 70LD K4N1 7H47 Y0U L13K H1M
DC: MITUNA!
DC: WHY IN YOUR RIGHT MIND DID YOU THINK THAT WOULD BE OKAY?!
DC: Post exactly what you sent Kankri.
FP: 4L L1K35 Y0U
DC: Gosh.
DC: Don't talk to him anymore.
DC: Not until I tell you, okay?
DC: Or does Sol need to get involved?
FP: N0
DC: Now just let me talk Kani." I shook my head. I couldn't believe what just happened. I knew all I could do was send Kani a message.
"How have you been able to hide your blood for so long?" Sol asked from behind me.
"I never go out," I muttered. "I only go out to see Mita or Kani. Sometimes Kurz," I shrugged.
"It must suck to be so lonely," Kit added.
"Not really," I looked down at my keyboard. "I've gotten used to it, so..."
"You can't seriously stay here, you know?" Sol placed his hand on my shoulder. I didn't look up, but at my hands that rested in my lap.
"But I am. I knew from a young age that I was a screw up by the mother grub. Everyone I came into contact with shunned me, said that I was just a lowblood with no reason to live." I paused to wipe the tears from my eyes. "I thought that if I killed myself, then I would... I would stop the chain of outcasts." I wiped more tears away as Sol lifted his hand. I sniffed and went on, "My Lusus said to ignore them, but I saw them nearly everyday from the first three sweeps of my life. After my third wriggling day, I decide that I would come out every other day, not everyday." I looked up at my computer screen. Kit and Sol gave each other a worried glance, but I still pushed forward. "Soon, I came out one out of three days, then once a week. After about ten weeks of that, I just stayed inside..."
"That is probably the saddest story ever. Even sadder than mine," Kit interjected. All I could do after the ordeal was nod. I dabbed my eyes with the ends of my sleeves. My long sleeve fell just enough for the long, jagged scar to show.
"Ab?" Kit rotated the chair. "Did you try?"