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     Shelly always wanted to be friends with someone.

     It didn’t really matter too much to her who, she just wanted a real friend instead of one that just acts like it. Literally, as they had to for the show. But that was long gone, and she tried but nothing really worked out so far. Recently, Rodger has been getting closer with her. Deliberately going on runs with her, listening, like actually listening to her facts, and just being a bit nicer to Shelly over all. Shelly had thought maybe they were friends now. She was never really sure how that worked, but she had hoped that qualifies as being friends. Then, she had gotten an invite to Rodger’s room at night. Shelly wasn’t sure what to make of it. Of course, she wanted to be his friend and would eventually comply, but she didn’t know why Rodger wanted her to go to his room so late.

     Now she was in front of the door. Shelly gave it a small knock and Rodger almost instantly opened it. “Where you followed?” Rodger asked, just to be sure. “What? No. Well, I didn’t check, but I would of known” she chuckled, but Rodger didn’t reciprocate the gesture. “It’s would have. Anywho, that’s not the point. I want to interview you.” He said, taking Shelly’s hand and seating her at his table. He already had a notebook so he could take notes. “What a gentleman” Shelly said lightheartedly with a small smile. Rodger couldn’t help but give a little chuckle. “Right, right. Anyways, I’d like to get to it now. First question: Has Dandy been acting odd?” Shelly thought about Rodger’s question for a moment. “Not more weird than usual” she settled on with a bashful grin. Rodger gave a little huff, but wrote something down.

     “Alright, second question: have you seen Dandy with ichor on him?” Rodger asked, gaze narrowing. “Uhm, just the usual amount? I don’t know, he doesn’t cry often.” Shelly answered, a bit confused. “No, no, I meant like ichor on his hands or something” “Ohh, no, but I’ll keep an eye out”. Rodger let out a sigh at the inconclusive answers. “No worries, thanks. Well anywho, I’ll think of more questions next time.” Next time? “Shelly, come here tomorrow afternoon, alright?” Shelly nodded and Rodger clunked his magnifying glass... well, glass against her cheek. “What was that?” She giggled. “It was supposed to be a peck on the cheek, of course” he explained bashfully, acting aloof.

     “Oh, thank you” Shelly regretted responding like that. She liked Rodger back, but was bad with words. She left the room with a smile though, happy about her new friend, or something more. As she walked back to the elevator to the lobby, she thought about visiting the trains as Yatta was usually there. Perhaps Shelly could get a chocolate gift for Rodger? Wait, he couldn’t eat. Well, it never hurts to say hi to a friend, so she continued walking anyways. She got to the trains but she wasn’t there. Shelly decided to sit down on the bench when she saw something shiny upon the tracks.

     She stepped onto the tracks to pick it up. It was a neat watch, she thought. Shelly thought about giving to Rodger as a Valentine’s gift. Would he like that? Probably. Shelly then heard some odd music behind her. It almost sounded like an odd man singing about vehicles having sexual intercourse... it was then she realized it was two trucks. Not just the song, but real vehicles. Shelly then got run over Shelly look out no……… and Rodger dgaf 😭😢 he was using Shelly for informations!! Saddest hetslop evr...