𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐍 │ [M!Reader x Coraline Jones]

•─ [𝗔𝗥𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗔]

  [Y/N] - Your Name
[L/N] - Last Name
I
["Talking"]
["SCREAMING"]
["Whispering"]
["Thinking"]

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[ARTISTS USED] --- (In order)
-> Kellan Jett
-> swofc [LOFTER ID]
-> Gabriel Flauzino / FLZ Art

<<<<<< I >[---]< I >>>>>>

Coraline: ["So... What do you think?"]

Y/N: ["Definitely lesbians"]

Y/N tapped some dust out of his hat, ruffling his own hair to remove the drops of snow before he put it on. He glanced around — The fog was thicker, and had now increased, almost enough to cover his view from all places, barely able to see couple of feet in front of him. Coraline turned to face him, a visibly-confused look on her face with the man's answers as she punched him in the arm, causing Y/N to recoil and yelp.

Coraline: ["Not that, you idiot! I mean what do you think about what Spink said?"] Y/N rubbed his arm while he looked down at her ["About the future, I mean, the thing that could happen to me!"]

Y/N: ["Oh, that! Ehhh, don't pay attention to it. Those two and Bobinsky are full of crap"] He yawned while covering his mouth, and still trying to look around ["As long as you don't dream about that whole ordeal of "other world", it should be all good"]

Coraline: ["It wasn't a dream, I'm telling you! Even you were there!"] The girl looked up at him, pointing her finger at his face ["I'll bring you to it tonight, you'll remember it all"]

Y/N: ["How about we find our way home first?"]

He looked around, still bothered by all the thicker fog that had nearly clouded the whole place like a sea. He waved his arms about, seeing the fog dissipate — Thankfully the house was very close by. Coraline and him walked together, the girl still questioning what April could've meant, as well as confused about everything Bobinsky had mentioned, even going as far as to explicitly call Y/N a witch!

The more Coraline thought about it, the more sense it made. Shame she didn't have a computer of her own, and no way that her mother or her father would let her use theirs to make a search about such a topic. But the more her mind dwelled on it, the more annoying it was when she heard an audible click of a lever being turned — But her mind quickly came up with a counter-attack, and she opened a smug smirk.