Sebastian solace
{= physical touch =}
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You had known sebastian for a while now. in this hellish place, he seemed like the only sane person. you always thought of him as a friend, and he... tolerated you. you and your touchy, clingy aspect, even if sebastian hated physical touch. it was something he had grown used to, and at times uses it at his advantage.
one day, though, you came prepared. sometimes, sebastian gave you unholy high costs for touching him in any way, shape or form. like, asking for 1500 data for just a simple hug. yeah, that sums up how much he hates it. but you were determined. so around door 48, knowing sebastian was coming soon, you counted up how much you had. 3250. that would surely be enough. so, you keep going, reaching door 50 and crawling through his vent to his make-shift shop. he welcomes you with a smile, and he knows exactly what your thinking just by the look on your face.
anything you want, 2500 data.Sebastian states, a smirk on his scaly face. you giggle, and sebastian seems confused as you start digging through you bag, eventually pulling out around 2500 data and looking up at him. Sebastian seemed surprised, but as a man who goes by his word, he reluctantly agrees. he slithers over to you, and you climb up his shirt. he holds you against his chest, and you boop his nose teasingly. Sebastian huffs, but keeps you there, knowing you'd whine if he left too soon.