Human dreams

I was wrong

Ink: hello dream.

Dream: how did you find me?

Ink: I saw you outside with killer after you packed up and left.

Dream: what do you want?

Ink: is it alright if I come in?

Dream unlocks the front door and walks in with ink and killer, he's greeted with lust and horror snuggling on the couch.

Lust: hey guys.

Ink: they're here too?

Horror: yeah, we got evicted.

Ink: do guys you mind if I talk to dream.

Ink glances at killer.

Ink: alone?

Killer:...sure, c'mon guys.

Killer walks into the bedroom with lust and horror, killer presses his head against the door so he can hear what's happening.

Ink and dream glare at each other.

Ink: so...I'm pretty sure you know that I've come to talk about...this.

Dream: yes...I assumed.

Ink: when did you get so brave?

Dream: I've learnt to accept this new me.

Ink: those marks on your wrist tell me otherwise.

Dream quickly covers his wrist with his other hand.

Dream: it took some getting used to. And your reaction when you first saw me like this didn't help!

Ink: don't raise your voice at me.

Ink puts his hand over broomy.

Dream: ink...please don't...I-I haven't come to fight.

Ink pulls out his broomy.

Dream starts to shuffle closer to the bedroom door, but ink paints a lock on it.

Dream: what has gotten into you?!

Ink: I suggest you don't do anything you'll regret.

Back in killers room.

Killer:...so...what do you think he's came here for?

Lust: I think he's came to apologise.

Horror: I think he's came to tell him that he doesn't belong in his life anymore.

Killer: could you be anymore pessimistic?

Lust: what about you killer?

Killer: I honestly have no clue.

They listen carefully, there's a small bang from outside the door.

Killer: okay that's our cue!

Killer jumps up and tries to leave, but-

Killer: son of a bitch, he's locked it!

Ink swings broomy at dream but he ducks under it, causing ink to swing broomy into a wall.

Ink: stay still!

Ink continues to swing broomy all over the place but dream manages to move out the way, he can hear killer from the other side of the door.

Killer: dream what's going on?!

Dream: hang on, I'll get you out of there!

Ink: oh I don't think so.