(A/N: Okay, so before I begin I would like to say that I am going to publish the sequel in about an hour or so time, so stay tuned!) 

Dr.Smiley:

"Are you positive you haven't seen my surgical mask?" Smiley asked for the tenth time in the last hour.

"Yes Smiley, I'm sure." You said annoyed.  He continued looking around and got on his knees to look under the couch once again. You suddenly heard him gasp and pull something out from beneath the the spot where you were sitting on the couch. He stood up and revealed his mask.

"Were you hiding this from me?!" He exclaimed. You looked at him with a shocked expression.

"What?! Of course not" He walked up to you.

"Don't you lie to me! I know you were hiding it from me!" He said furiously. You looked at him with the meanest look you could muster without showing any fear.

"I wasn't hiding it! If you're going to accuse me of doing such things, get out of my house!" He scoffed.

"Whatever..." He mumbled, slamming the door behind him.

Hoodie:

"But it was our booth!" He yelled. You flinched, he never raised his voice at you.

"We could have any booth we want! He's only a friend!" You screamed back. Hoodie and you were arguing over how you and your best friend, Malcom who is not into girls,  went to the same café you and Hoodie always went to. And Hoodie was upset that you had sat in your two's booth, in the best place too, in the middle of the park!

"Do you not know what that booth represents?!" He asked, tears pricking the corner of his eyes. You looked at him heartfelt for a moment and was about to answer, for you knew it. It was the booth you two met at. "I knew you were just another pathetic human! Get away from me before I regret sparing you!" You looked at him, tears threatening to fall, but quickly turned around and ran away from him.

"Hey! You shouldn't talk to you lad-" A voice was saying. Thump.

"Don't touch me." You heard Hoodie spat. You never wanted to see him like this.

Lost Silver:

You were at your house with Malcom, your best friend who was homosexual, and Silver came in through the front door. "H-Hey (Y/N)-" He began to say but immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw Malcom's arm around you. "Who the fuck is this?" he asked harshly. You jumped a little, never had you before heard Silver say a curse word or not stutter.

"T-this is Malcom. He's-" Silver walked over to you, grabbed your wrist tightly an pulled you outside with him.

"What the hell is he doing WITH HIS ARM AROUND YOU?" You flinched. Suddenly, Silver started tearing up and sniffling. "Y-you're ch-heating on me, aren't you?" He cried.

"What? No!" You objected Silver looked at you and started cackling.

"I'm not stupid like you are, (Y/N)!" Ouch. He turned around and ran away.

Ticci Toby:

"Like Hell, you w-will!" Toby screamed at  you. He and you were arguing over whether or not you could go out with your friends. (Spoiler Alert: You are.) 

"Toby, I can go out if I want to! I am a grown woman!" You yelled back. He grabbed you by the shoulders, tightly. 

"You. Will. Not. Go." he said, scaring you. You mustered all the courage you had and looked at him with just as much a cold glare as he was giving you.

"I am going, T-toby." He grabbed onto you even tighter. "T-toby, y-you're hurting me." You told him, losing your courage." He softened for a bit and let you go.

"I-I'm sorry." He ticked and tried to grab your hand to apologize, making you flinch. "I-I'll just go.." He hung his head ashamed and left.