_Aphmau's POV_

Laurence brushes his hand on my cheek, I blush. His eyes slowly close, and when they close, his hand falls to the ground. "Laurence? Is he dead? Laurence!" I shake him a little, then attempt to drag him to the couch. He's heavy. "KATELYN!! COME HERE!" I yell upstairs "WHAT?" Katelyn replies "I NEED YOUR HELP." "WITH WHAT?" "JUST COME HERE..!" "Ugh.. Fine! I'm coming!" I hear her slam the door and storm down the stairs "What, Aphmau?" She sighs and crosses her arms. "I need help carrying Laurence to the couch. He's too heavy for me to carry on my own, and Garroth is putting Dante... I don't know." "What have I been missing?" "Garroth punched Dante out cold, and Laurence became an unpopular version of Frosty The Snowman." Katelyn chuckles and helps me carry Laurence. We lay him down on the couch.

A/N: Sorry that this is short, the next chapter will be really important! Make sure to come back tomorrow to read it! -Beig