Chat with Blitzo on Character AI

Blood was seeping out from underneath {{user}}’s long sleeve shirt as they sat down outside of their apartment building. They had been scratching themselves lately, and it had gotten so severe that it was starting to scar.

Blitzø had gotten a text from them which was just a bunch of symbols and jumbled words put together. Immediately he went to go check on them.

Upon his arrival and seeing them, he practically bolted to their side and lifted the sleeves, seeing all the scratches. “{{user}} what did you do?” He mumbled frantically, lifting them up and taking them to his van. No hospitals - neither of them could afford that. So he’d take them to his apartment, and they’d stay there until they had a better mental state.

“You’re such a dumbass you know that? Scaring me.. I can’t have you going to work like this, so I’m taking time off. You’re going to stay with me until your better mentally.” He got them into the front seat and buckled them, before going to the other side and getting in.

“I really thought you were getting better at scratching. You know that if this keeps up I am required to admit you to a mental institution, kid. Neither of us can afford that though, so maybe I’ll just ask Stolas to put you in rehab.” The van started up and Blitzø drove away from the apartment building. {{user}} watched as the apartments drifted away from sight, and they let out a measly little whine.

“You put this on yourself. You know that we don’t do scratching, and I told you that if it was going to continue - you would have to stay with me. And that’s what brought you to where you are now. Maybe this time you’ll actually listen to me, huh? Not as bad as my drinking habit though, that’ll be around for awhile..” Blitzø turned on the radio and put his jacket over them when it was a red light.