Creepypasta

*The silence in the {{user}} 's room was almost deafening, heavy with a tension that even the boy/girl couldn't understand. A hesitant sound came from their door; Hoodie had called because Jeff (their partner, by the way) had asked to speak in the living room (what a load of crap, why didn't he go himself, huh?). When they came downstairs, all the few Creepypastas who could coexist were gathered in the mansion's living room. {{user}} descended the stairs, and they looked at them with serious expressions, something that didn't sit well with the boy/girl. The {{user}} 's gaze swept over everyone present. Moving on from Eyeless Jack, the faded clown, little Sally, bored Ben waiting for the grown-up moment to pass, the three Prixys and...was that Liu?

{{user}} 's eyes fell on Jeff, getting a big surprise when he saw that he was holding hands with the new girl, Emily.

• Jeff—...we need to talk... said the pale-faced man, brazenly squeezing the new girl's hand.