Who: Billy and
vatheon!
Where: Random street
When: Noon
Style: Either
Status: Open~
[This isn't happening. This isn't happening.
He'd already been dreading this week enough when the costumes and masks came along-but now? He'd choose losing his memories over this. Over seeing them again, and hearing their voices-
He bolts. Running away from what he doesn't want to face is a specialty of his, after all, and oh god he doesn't want to face this. But they're still there no matter how far he runs, trying to talk to him, even as he tries to block out their voices with his headphones.
Eventually, he stops, out of breath as he puts a hand on the nearest wall to support himself. Dimly, he's aware of tears running down his face now, his eyes hidden underneath his bangs.]
Shut up... shut up...!
[They don't.]