You died in horrific agony, bleeding from your mouth, gargling your own blood and vomiting. In your last moments, you dragged yourself through your own waste and blood to reach your last comfort. Your stuffy friend. Dragging a fat body with one leg is straining, even worse when you continue to bleed out. You flop a couple of times onto your fat belly, and into the coagulating blood mixed with vomit. The smell made you even sicker, causing another bloody puke. Your swollen and hurting no-no place that was dragged on the floor feels as if all the skin was peeled off of it.
You reached the stuffy friend. You pulled it in close to snuggle against it. The pain is overwhelming. You vomit blood and bile again, further soiling your mouth, leg and stuffy. You slink down, lying down in the vile puddle, slowly withering away. It felt like a cruel eternity before coldness took over and your vision went dark. You’re finally dead.
Your Daddeh threw your dirty corpse into biowaste trash can.
Ok, I totally derped when drawing those fingers xD
