ᵕ̈ᘎ ♰✠ Quackity｟fight｠○◌ 𖥡𒆜

The day before, Luzu and Quackity had had a serious fight...

Luzu: -"Flirting with that jerk again!?"

Today Quackity was lying in his bed, the room was in darkness, only the dim glow of the cell phone illuminated Quackity's face, who had been under the blanket for hours, unable to sleep, his chest felt heavy, since that fight they hadn't spoken... Quackity sobbed with the phone in his hands... He opened the conversation. The last message was from him, written in anger, cold, and distant. Quackity read it again, his eyes filled with regret. And finally he wrote.

Quackity: "I miss you" ":c"