
–Great! Thank you for helping me!
He said with a light smile, getting close to the other and looking at the screen. Good thing that they’re both had literally the same skills of editing, so no one should notice the difference.

–Great! Thank you for helping me!
He said with a light smile, getting close to the other and looking at the screen. Good thing that they’re both had literally the same skills of editing, so no one should notice the difference.
After a few hours, he finally woke up, feeling a bit more energetic. It’s better than feeling like shit anyway. He slowly goes back down, quietly opening the door in the recording room, looking if the other is still playing right now.

–Hey? How long i’ve been sleeping?..

–I knew i could trust you. See you in few hours.
Mark said with a light smile and goes upstairs, laying on the bed and falling asleep right after, snoring quietly. Mark never knew that he snores in sleep, and probably will never know. Unless someone is gonna tell and prove him that!

–You don’t have to tell me about your fight with a killer all the time. I get that in the first time you said it.
He replied with the same annoyance, acting like a bitch from the lack of sleep. But, he quickly got back in his mind, shaking his head slightly and lowering it after, giving out soft sigh.
–Ah, sorry. Alright, i’d like if you “stand in as me”. Thank you.
@scmeonesthere | cont.;

Mark only grumbled in annoyance, screwing up his eyes at the strong light that just hit his tired face. He’s been working, editing for the whole night and obviously got used to low lights and darkness. And sun is not making him feel better.

--But you said about me. It doesn’t matter if you made it look not realistic. Still, you said about me.
Dark purred as he moved his knife away and slapped Mark’s cheek, growling quietly right after. He’s not the one for punching. Only using weapons. With gloves. Just to keep himself clean from all these “human body excretions”.
--I won’t gonna let you D I E just yet. I’m having too much fun torturing you.

--Our secret, Mark. You promised that you’ll keep it. You promised that you won’t gonna tell anyone about my me. BUT YOU D I D. So, you are gonna get punished.
Dark made one soft move with the knife, getting deeper with it and widening the wound. Yes, he did respect Mark for being silent about him. But he can’t respect betrayal.
–I… I did not know that I’m gonna have to shoot myself one day.
Mark replied with no irony, even being surprised that he’s gonna say that. Well, there was never been any moments like this to say something like he just said. And that’s… pretty scary.
–”Poof” away? Are you fucking serious?
Mark asked with a surprisingly calm tone, now even starting to get annoyed by the other’s calmness. This is just unacceptable! He thinks that he’s just.. nothing! And that’s pretty insulting.
–Wait, so you just.. you just gonna do your “work”? Completely ignoring the fact that there’s second you appeared?!
Mark asked with a pure surprise, being slightly scared at how calm the other is. Like it was a totally normal thing. To see your clone. Or “other you” or whatever.