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floor 3008.
you did NOT want this floor.
the text at the top of your vision appeared like always, saying the same thing every time.
"Find Lampert!"
the task itself wasn't daunting. quite simple, in fact. you just weren't really in the mood to see him right now.
you took a few steps off the Regretevator into the knockoff Ikea, halfheartedly making an attempt to find the individual in question. it wouldnt be all that hard to NOT find him, in the endless aisles of furniture. a part of you wished that he wouldn't be found. it would save you the trouble of seeing him. unfortunately, one of the other passengers on the elevator found Lampert, and you sighed as the supernatural force teleported you back to the Regretevator.
red ball temple. as everyone rushed out of the elevator, you stayed. not to say you were bad, per se, but you were bad at this obby in particular. you stood awkwardly in the corner, hoping not to be seen or heard by the lamp person. you found your arms wrapping around your body to be most comfortable. you started to daze off, letting yourself get hypnotized by the music of the temple.
"are you all right?"
a quiet voice broke your stupor. Lampert was looking at you.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just tired,"
"..m'kay. you know you can...get off...right?"
you stared at him for a second, trying to find the intent behind his words. they seemed genuine, if not plain blunt.
"i'm aware. But I need to keep going. i dont really know when my floor is gonna show up," you responded.
"huh. what floor are you looking for?" Lampert shifted to face you, arms relaxing on the railing behind him.
"Eh, any floor with Mach. HALL OF, WALL OF, so on. I've been staying with her and Pilby for a bit," you explained, "but i gotta question for you,"
"what's up?"
"don't those railings have unholy amounts of germs on them?"
watching him panic was almost like a comedy. he yelped and started wiping his arms down aggressively. you bit back a chuckle. Lampert was quite an interesting fellow. too bad this was the very thing that kept you away from him. you averted your eyes as he continued his futile wipedown. ever since you first saw him, he always sparked your interest. a walking, talking lamp? truly a spectacle! as you got to know him, the more you wanted to know. and somehow you found yourself adoring this wonderful being, wanting to get closer. the only problem being he was deathly terrified of germs. so, you stood, and watched respectfully from a distance.
it was heartbreaking. at least to you.
a few people returned from the temple, with most being flattened by the large Red Ball that guarded it. you chatted away with some of the survivors as the floors changed. the Regretevator dinged, and the doors opened to HALL OF. most of the others in the elevator groaned, but you were relieved. Mach taught you how to do this one easily anyway.
As you stepped out to the fiery walkway, you didn't notice the eyes watching you. you didn't notice the slight frown on his face, didn't see the tickets clamped gently in his fist. and as you dashed to escape the incinerator, you certainly didn't hear the small whisper that he hoped to see you again.
#regretevator x reader#lampert x reader#bro i aint never posting again ts awful π#if the creator is uncomfy with this i will take it down lol#how the hell do i even tag this#12 y/o me woulda been tweaking over reading this lol
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