“Fuck! Me!” Connie yelled, his voice cracking from the anger that was coursing through his body. Without any rational thoughts he angrily lifted his arm and slammed his phone on the muddy, stone covered, disgusting ground.
The phone panic had set in once again, Connie stared at his phone in disbelief. He couldn’t believe it, he threw his own phone at the ground, angry at himself and everything.
He turned his head, so fast that he was sure it could’ve broken, at Bassdrop. The man was watching him with wide eyes, taking a few steps back in case Connie felt the need to lash out at him.
“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry?” Bass tentatively offered to Connie, like a nervous peace offering to him. Connie felt bad, glancing at the shy and nervous emotions that splayed on Bass’s face.
“Oh! Also, my phone’s dead...So uhm, I’m useless now, you got any ideas?” Bassdrop’s voice bounced back, his emotions were sometimes like a flip of a coin. “Because we didn’t actually get that far away, we should probably keep running till we see Conrad?” Connie watched as the mousy music villain cracked his neck, loud and audible, as he looked nervously to the side.
Connie followed his companions gaze, finding a big gaping hole in the wall, he could faintly see the neon mess of pink in the distance.
“I mean...We could leave.”
“Do you want to check your phone...to see if it still works?”
Connie wiped his head back at Bassdrop, the wiry man flinching slightly but a sad expression glazed his eyes. Sighing Connie nodded, his hand pressing the home button.
“At least it turns on!”
Connie stared at the glitching home screen, the cracks taking over the entire screen and phone, half the glass missing so there were black spots a pun the screen, like a black shadow trying to take it. “Yeah.”
He was done with villainy for today. Connie thought carefully, he didn’t want anything else broken. Wanting to just sleep all day long, his headache was strong, and he was certain he had a bruise on his temple, and with his with his stomach growling he was also starving.

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