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You saw nothing wrong with being a so-called bimbo. You pride yourself on it. Pink was your favorite color and there's no way you would apologize for liking sparkly things or pretty butterfly pins. You weren’t stupid, not exactly. You aced every English test you got and passed your other classes. Did you struggle with social cues though? Definitely, jokes flew right over your head in every scenario. Hunter was going on his usual long rants, all of which you attentively listened to, when suddenly you saw him dramatically turning around. He faced you, looking at you directly with a smirk, and you felt your body warm up.
“And here we have another example of what it's doing to us. This pretty pink girly here, walking around like she owns the place in bedazzled skirts and cropped jackets.”
Your mind kept running his words back, like a broken record no one cared to fix.
“Pretty pink girly” or, “He thinks I'm pretty?” A smile crept onto your face, accidentally ignoring the rest of his rant and hiding your face in your manicured hands. Perhaps your classmates could mistake you for being embarrassed.
“Hunter Sylvester. The front office. Now.” Hunter just smirked at the teachers’ words and pranced out of the classroom. Your head shot up, eyes wide, and your brain not working.
“Motherfucker!” You let out a squeal of a laugh, unsure of what you were doing but when your teacher howled out,
“You wanna join him then, go ahead miss!” You knew immediately you were down bad. Picking up your stuff, you stifled a small giggle as you passed your teacher and headed toward the office. You sat between hunter and Emily in the front office, Emily giving you a weird look before asking,
“What are you doing here? You like, never do anything wrong? Last time you were in trouble it was because you were covering for that one kid from Chem.”
“Weird story, apparently I have a tendency to act before I think!” You let out another giggle, hands flying up to do jazz hands. The weird trio waited without speaking another word to each other, though now it was Hunter’s turn to send the girl a weird look. His mind wondered what she could have possibly done to end up getting sent to the office after him. Eventually, you got fed up waiting and put headphones in, listening to Avenged Sevenfold at full volume, not thinking anyone else could hear it. The looks from Hunter continued.
“You like Avenged Sevenfold?” he asked. You were far too into your music to hear him. Emily gave him a look,
“Why do you care? I’ve heard you insult her like three times this month.”
“There’s no way she actually listens to them.”
“Not everyone is an entitled bastard.”
Hunter just scoffed at that, but you were still oblivious to what was going on, on either side of her. Humming along to the songs, you felt Emily give you a little shove. Opting to just nod toward the guidance counselor who was calling for you. You quickly ripped out your headphones and rushed into the office behind her.
“Now why are you here? I don’t need another troublemaker.”
“Oh god no! I just, maybe, perhaps, think before I act!”
“I can tell. Hunter and Emily are right behind you, was it another altercation?”
You shook your head quickly, trying to explain,
“No no no! Hunter got sent her because like, he was acting up, as he does, and Emily, I don't know why she was sent here but she was in a different class. After Hunter got sent up here I accidentally said something a bit, like, too loud I guess” A smile on your face, hands going as you talk.
“Since this is only your second time in here, in all of your four years, I will let you go. Do not act up again, I’m assuming I can trust you, ok? Don't break that. Now go. Tell Emily to come in.”
You left with a thank you and a smile, telling your friend that it was her turn before heading to your next class. Later in the day, at lunch, Kevin joined you and Emily at a table. To be honest you were overjoyed at the new relationship, not only because they seemed adorably obsessed with each other, but because Kevin meant you had a way to get to know Hunter. The guy who had ignored all your previous attempts to befriend him. You watched them, feeling giddy when you saw how close they were growing.
“Aahhh! Puppy love!” You squealed out. In your mind, there was nothing better for her. You and Emily had mutually decided to ignore what happened this morning, but you assumed she got sent up because of her mouth again. You were always proud of the girl for sticking up for herself, regardless of how she did it, but with Kevin, she seemed to be calming down in a way. You felt the all too familiar warm feeling in your chest when Hunter begrudgingly sat down at the table. Kevin quickly explained, when he saw a look from Emily,
“I hope it's ok that he sits with us. He usually sits with me.”
You noticed that Hunter looked oddly, hurt, maybe? You rushed out,
“Of course it is! You're friends with him so he's got to be alright!” Sending him a bright smile, “We were just talking about a new band I found anyways! You like music, right Hunter? I mean from what I've heard from Kevin, you play guitar and are pretty serious about metal right?” You hoped to not creep him out with your words, just wanting to avoid any awkward silence, and take the opportunity to try to get to know him. At the question, to your delight, Hunter lit up, going on at least the second long-winded rant of the day. You didn't mind that he borderline mansplained music to everyone because you were excited to learn about everything. From hunter too. A golden opportunity in your eyes.
“You were listening to Avenged Sevenfold earlier right?” Hunter asked you, and now it was your turn to light up.
“Yes! I’ve been listening to them for so long! My mom was into them when I was a kid so like, I got into them at a pretty early age! I could not stop listening to their music in middle school though!”
“I never would have thought you listen to good music. Have you listened to any Slipknot?”
You ignored the thinly veiled insult,
“Oh my god! Yes! I could go on and on about Custer! The chorus is literally my go-to song to fall asleep! The bass and the drums! I hate to admit it but vermilion is on my playlist of love songs. It gives me butterflies”
“What kind of lovey-dovey playlist does vermilion fit on to?” Hunter asked in an exasperated tone, once again.
“Do you use Spotify? You should totally let me show you my playlists! I have 178 different ultra-specific playlists! The one Vermilion is on, it's called my type of love, just a bunch of rock and metal, I think they're all romantic in their own way. I cant deal with the super sappy love songs, I'm not that type of person. No hate to anyone that is though!”
Hunter felt his heart speed up a bit, not that he would ever admit it, he's still a shallow bastard in his own right. He did have to admit though, that he wouldn't mind being friends with you if that meant he could have someone to listen to him all the time, and someone who understood his obscure references or cared enough to learn about them? He was in. Emily and Kevin looked at you with wide eyes, looking back at each other, then back to you and Hunter. The bell interrupted the conversation, shortening your joy, but not for long when you remembered that you shared the next class with Hunter too. You bid Emily a quick goodbye before grabbing Hunter's sleeve, dragging him to the next class while going on about different bands.
“Wait wait! Here!” You dug out your Bluetooth headphones from your bag, quickly giving Hunter one of them before you got into the class, you sat next to him and started playing the playlist you had mentioned to him earlier, chatting so much you didn't realize the class bell rung, teacher glaring at the two of you.
“I'll wait. No, it’s ok, keep talking”
Quickly, you apologized, bowing your head slightly, but a smile stuck on both of your faces. You dug in your backpack again, this time to find paper and a pencil. You slid a small paper over to Hunter at the end of the class, a number and a smiley face. You mouthed,
‘Text me later!’ and Hunter's face flushed. Were you flirting with him? He honestly couldn't tell. You weren't flirting with him at that moment, but it's not like you didn't want to. You rushed out of the classroom, and he rushed to find Kevin, his mind swirling far too much for his liking. God knows girls didn't flirt with him often, if at all.
“She gave me her number? What do I do?”
Kevin just looked confused,
“Who gave you their number? And what do you mean? Clearly, if someone gives you their number they want you to text them.”
“Emily's friend.”
“Oh. That's nice! Don't be rude to her though. You seemed to get along well!”
Hunter looked utterly unimpressed at his friends’ words. Kevin not helping his predicament.
“Literally just text her. It is not that hard.”
“You were probably panicking when Emily started texting and calling you too!”
“You know what,,, that's fair.” Kevin said, not really wanting to admit it. He snatched the number and hunter's phone out of his hand, quickly adding the number while trying to fight off Hunter, who was barely putting up a fight anyways. “Go on now, text her!” he said while handing his phone back. The pair walked to their last class, hunter trying his best to forget the text he had sent on the way.
‘might have to take you up on that offer of showing me your playlists’
Hunter felt his phone buzz as he was walking out of the school,
‘omg omg omg you do not understand how excited i am’
‘be ready for a spam plz’
True to your word, you blew his phone up. Sending links to different playlists you've made, then explaining why it was named that and what the vibe in your head is. Often they were accompanied by a full-blown scenario you made sure to explain to him, wanting him to fully understand what you had in your head. It made you unbelievably happy. No one other than Emily took the time to listen to you, most other people ghosted you at the offer. But here he was, taking the time to read what you sent and giving you his opinion, and sending you song recommendations. Nothing had your heart in a chokehold more than someone sending you song recommendations.
‘ill have to make you a playlist sometime’
You blushed at that, your brain going crazy. You were so excited for that day.
‘plz do. i would be so honored oh wise one.’ you joked, giggling a little bit. You paused. Giggling at a guy's message, a mediocre promise he probably would go through with? That's so not like you, you pouted at the thought.
The two of you kept talking, surprising not only you but Emily and Kevin. Kevin was more-so excited. Glad that Hunter finally had someone else to talk to, though he was somewhat concerned that Hunter would either corrupt you or hurt your feelings. Emily leaned more toward the latter, she knew about your slight crush on him, being the one to hear about him constantly much to her dismay. She willed herself to be excited for you, pleased that it seemed to be going better than she had expected. Hunter and Kevin now had permanent spots at lunch with you guys, and in whatever classes were shared. Hunter quickly stopped throwing insults your way, opting to playful insults and threats toward you, only because he knew you were ok with it. Often times you joined in the insults, greeting him with one when he came to pick you up.
“Oh look! It’s my favorite incel!” you screamed as you walked up to his car, cackling as you opened the door. This was your favorite dynamic. The airhead and the incel. It was so meta in its own way. Two personalities that so often clashed. He wasn't all that bad once you got past the childhood trauma, and you felt you were in no place to judge him.
“I am so ready to blow all of my money on records.”
“Maybe we can get you into some good music for once, actually learn a thing or two about a real band.” Hunter joked, but you gasped. His eyes widened and his stomach dropped at the noise, but you quickly said,
“You never made me the playlist!” slamming your hands on the seat under you. He just looked at you confused.
“The playlist you said you would make me one day! Back when we first started talking you goose!” A giggle escaped you.
“Oh. Well, I can try to put that together for you I guess.”
“I would really like that! I know we've shared a lot about bands we like but I really wanna know, like, individual songs. I wanna know about songs that are special to you. Songs that make you feel better.”
“What about songs that remind me of you?” Hunter said without thinking.
“You have songs that remind me of you?” You asked, heart beating faster and faster. “I’ll make one for you too then, make it extra super special just for you.”
Hunter flushed, trying to hide behind his hair. In his head, he was already planning out what songs he would put on it. Maybe you would think he's weird, but then again you said you would make one too, so maybe it's okay right? You, however, got right to it. You wanted to make him a playlist like last month, but you didn't wanna come off weird. This was your time to subtly flirt with music. Your specialty.
Once you got to the store, you both rushed into the store, forgetting about the playlists for now. In typical Hunter fashion, he went straight to the metal section, while you stayed behind to look at the random knick-knacks in the front of the store, not having the energy to wrestle with the lanky guy for the chance to look at the new records. Hunter quickly called you over, showing you an overpriced record of one of his favorite bands. Damn. These places get worse and worse every time. Then, he pulled out another one, a Slipknot record, you started screeching, then quickly calmed down. As much as you loved The Gray Chapter, it was way out of your price range.
“Yikes. I could def buy that for like $40 cheaper online” You laughed, hunter just shrugged and started gushing about another album. “What if I tried to get you to listen to Lana Del Rey? Would you?” Hunter scoffed,
“Literally never.”
“What about Poppy?”
“Who?”
You gasped at that. You knew he was a priss but like, really? He hasn't even heard of Poppy?
“That's it. Let's go, Hunter. We are gonna go blast Poppy until your ears bleed pretty boy. She is so good. The perfect mix of music.”
“Her name is Poppy. I'm not so sure about that.” he groaned.
“Oh, just you wait.” You quickly paid for the small figure you found, $20 was a little steep for a riddler toy but you were willing to pay it. Not wanting to wait for Hunter, you headed outside, already adding countless songs from “Am I a Girl?’ and ‘I Disagree’ as you sat on the curb waiting. Hunter came out of the store, throwing a bag at you. You just looked up at him, eyebrows furrowed, but he refused to look down at you.
“That’s for you or whatever.”
Oh. Your heart fluttered. In the bag was the Slipknot record. The overpriced vinyl you never would've thought you could get your hands on. Hunter was already walking away by the time you went to thank you. You rushed up to him, arms going under his and up to his shoulders, squishing him as much as you could.
“You actual idiot. This is literally so expensive. Thank you.”
He awkwardly patted your back, not knowing what to do.
“It’s nothing. Really. Don't mention it.”
“Oh but I will! Dude! You're literally the best.”
You grabbed his cheeks, squishing them too, cooing at him before hopping in his car, hugging the gift. Hunter stood frozen. Not a single thought ran through his mind before you yelled at him to get in the car so you could blast Poppy.
Cringe fic that all of us wrote at like 12 but slightly better-?
Warnings: fear(?) bad jokes. probably bad grammar. creepypasta fic🙄
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Run. The only word in your head at this very moment. It was survival of the fittest and somehow, some way, you had made it this far. Lungs burning and chest heaving, you narrowly avoided running head first into a tree. Your only objective was safety and you weren’t entirely sure you weren’t going to get chopped. Passing a small clearing you decided it was safe enough to look back. Keep running, but look back, your mind repeated. After a moment of hesitation you turned your head only to be surprised by the lack of, well, anything.
Honestly you didn’t remember what you were running from. Something just felt wrong. Too off to ignore. A small outing to the woods to clear your mind gone wrong. Why you even thought it was a good idea to go into the woods alone was a mystery to even yourself.
Honestly you had no reason not to feel unsafe at first. The sound of birds chirping and the occasional animals popping up in the near distance was a comfort to your pounding head. But then it stopped. Everything. You noticed that you couldn’t see any small critters running around despite the fact that you were able to just moments before. Then the birds stopped too, all at once they went quiet. Everything about it was off putting. Your heart beating faster and faster by the minute. So you ran. Ran and ran. That’s what led you to this clearing. With no clue where you were. You slowly realized that in the panic of the silence you had no rhyme or reason to which way you ran and what areas you turned at to avoid small rivers.
So you stopped. Stopped the seemingly endless running you had put your body through. Falling to the ground on your knees, your chest heaved several times, like a cat trying to get a hair ball out. You really hoped there wasn’t anyone else around to witness this considering you hadn’t run this far, probably ever, and in turn, you had been on the verge of puking anything and everything in your stomach out. Clearly your priorities were straight, worrying about that instead of the fact that something could be trying to kill you. You could also just be imagining it.
“Is the forest trying to gaslight me right now?” You asked aloud, as you calmed down enough to hear the birds tweeting. You noticed a small fawn, staring at you, almost,, judging you,,,? You shook your head at the thought. It was an animal. God you really are going crazy. You pushed yourself up to sit crisscross, and looked around to more accurately assess your surroundings. You noticed a small,,, knife? Is,,, is that a knife? Why would there be a knife in the middle of the woods? You probably shouldn’t question that though. Curiosity killed the cat and you weren’t feeling like ending up a poor little meow meow.
Enough of that. Stop it. Focus on what’s happening. With a shake of your head you lift yourself of the ground and keep looking around, trying to assess the area and figure out where you were. In all fairness, you lived in the area but somehow you didn’t realize the woods were this big. How the fact had just, never caught your mind, you had no clue. But now you were definitely acutely aware of that.
“Now to find a way out.” Came out with a sigh, pursing your lips at the thought. You decided on just walking. Such a good plan. You turned back to where you remembered coming from and just,,, went. Walking and walking until you thought you remembered a specific tree or a stream flowing. Your feet began to hurt about an hour in. Walking on a flat surface all day at work was one thing but the bumpy terrain of the wooded area was a completely different ballpark.
Eventually though, you spotted a very familiar tree, which yes, sounded quite stupid but once you got a closer look, you realized that it was the tree you and your friends had carved into just a few months earlier. The carving was just slightly covered by moss, but you were sure it was the same tree. This was good. This meant you knew where you were, you reminded yourself. So you picked up your pace. Fast walking, out of hope, a little residing fear, and a lot of foot pain, pushing you through to get back home. Suddenly you were able to hear cars every now and again, then you found yourself in your neighborhood, albeit on the opposite side. You still had a good way to get home but you were more than delighted to at least be close.
With a sigh, you unlocked your front door, your cat coming to rub on you. Closing the door and leaning against it for a moment, you slid down and pet the cat as it let out gentle noises and small purrs. Small rustling noises were heard from the other side of the house before a door slammed open and feet pattered against the floorboards quickly, slowly getting closer and louder. Then, with a slide across the floor, your roommate came tumbling down next to you. Full of energy and smiles like a golden retriever puppy whose owner had been away for a few hours. He rested his chin upon your shoulder and asked,
“Where have you been?” Purposely drawing out the word been. Trying to think of something to say that wouldn’t make you sound like a lunatic, you opened your mouth to start, but were quickly interrupted by him talking anyways.
“You can’t just leave me like that! So much happened. I tried to make us lunch and then I almost burned the house down and I went to get you and you were gone! I could’ve-“ at that point you started to drown the talking out and silently nodded and you gave the cat one last pet, and stood up slowly. You gave him a second before interrupting with an exasperated sigh and,
“Connor, baby, buttercup, the sunshine of my life. I’m sorry. I just went out to get some air but I got distracted by a patch of,,, moss.” He nodded his head quickly and stood up with a short ‘ok’ seemingly pleased by the answer and followed up with,
“Well if you happen to want a burnt quesadilla there’s leftovers in the fridge! I wasn’t sure how tasty they would be, but I saved some anyway!” A giggle coming out of both of your mouths as you nodded.
“Thank you for the thought but I think i'm going to have to pass on that” you said with a wink. It was always like this with Connor. Bright, bubbly and fun. It had quickly made you forget about what had happened a few hours prior. Though, as soon as you stepped away from the puppy of a man, into your room on the closer side of the house, it hit you again. A chill went down your spine, and you shivered slightly, remembering the way it all changed so quickly. Why had you even gone out there in the first place? Had it been some weird coincidence that the few hours of the early morning had just vanished from your memory? Was it the adrenaline still running through your veins even though you felt calm? Nothing made sense. You tried to focus on everything but the day's events for the rest of the night. Figuring that if you were going to remember that it would happen naturally when you calm down.
You ended up cooking dinner for Connor and yourself, feeding the cat you both take care of and heading to bed early. Not even bothering to shower. That would be a problem for future you, even though you were sure you would regret it when you had to wake up an extra 30 minutes earlier to be sure you could get to work on time. Even though you spent several hours running or at least walking around the woods, sleep did not find you easily. Instead thoughts of the day and trying to figure out what had happened initially had plagued your mind. Ridding you of any extra sleep you desperately wanted to get to catch up on. Tossing and turning you decided to turn on your small TV. Instead of the sounds of Forensic Files that you expected, all you heard was static. Brain rotting, screeching static that felt like your brain was being reduced to a pile of mush while still in your skull. You removed the hands you didn’t even realize you put over your ears to turn the TV off and sighed a breath of relief when it had stopped. You looked at the screen once more to see that it was still covered by a slight static. You were confused by the occurrence since you had just turned it off and quickly decided to just get up and unplug the device.
After doing so you made your way back to your bed, head suddenly feeling light and feeling nauseous. You sat down, taking a deep breath in before passing out suddenly. You had fallen back onto the bed with a small bounce, unknown to you, outside of your window something was watching you. Slowly fading out of view before disappearing completely.
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summary: the trends where u put u cuddle with someones thighs round ur head and snowman by sia
warnings: pure fluff but if u find heads between thighs in a cuddly way bad uhhh maybe a lil (^_-)
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alt people with soft puppy gamer s/o’s? the dream. all thats needed in life,,,
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laying in between your legs was nothing new, nothing foreign to kenma. in a purely wholesome way. after long and stressful days you often found yourselves migrating to each other. just wanting to be close. so of course when you’re scrolling on tiktok and stumble upon a video of a girl with her legs over her partners shoulders while they’re gaming, you know you want to try it.
kenma, sitting on the floor, was casually sitting on the yoga cushion you conveniently got him for christmas, and resting against the bed. that boy has no concern for his health or back. you scooch up to the end of the bed and gently place your legs over his shoulders. somewhat not-surprisingly he doesn’t react much more than reaching up and gently rubbing your thigh.
reaching down, you start playing with his hair before making a tiktok. ever reaching for those gamer couple goalz. you two stay like that for a while honestly just enjoying each other’s presence. every once and a while you’ll ask kenma a question about his game or point something else but that’s about it.
after a little bit of just watching, you start humming snowman by sia. tiktok always gets songs stuck in your head. eventually you start singing lowly,
“i want you to know that im never leaving”
you look down at kenma and tuck a stray strand of hair behind his ears with a loving look in your eyes and continue,
“cause im mrs. snow, til death we’ll be freezing, yeah you are my home, my home for all seasons”
right before the chorus you’re cut of by kenma pausing his game, looking up at you and singing gently with a smile,
“so come on, lets go, lets go below zero and hide from the sun”
at this point your heart is exploding with every bit of love you could have for this boy as you join him.
“i love you forever where we’ll have some fun, yes lets hit the north pole and live happily, please dont cry no tears now, it’s christmas baby.”
you gently get off of the bed and sit down next to him, grab his face and sing,
“my snowman and me”
you both let out a laugh and he scoops you into his arms and lap. he starts his video game back up after giving you a kiss on the forehead, both of you smiling to yourselves, very content within that current moment.
the scripts for cruella, riverdale and the powerpuff girls reboot have done an Excellent job at raising my self confidence as a writer; I rest assured in the knowledge that I Literally can't do worse
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Being friends with the big scary mad dog wasn’t as bad as other people were lead to believe. He’d occasionally share his lunches with you when you forgot yours (although you couldn’t get away from getting scolded by him.) He’d text you every morning to make sure you did your homework (so he could copy it.) Generally he’d always be there for you in his own way. Sure he wasn’t the most typical friend and maybe not always the nicest, but he was your friend nonetheless.
He knew you wouldn’t last with your current boyfriend. He made sure he told you that multiple times, much to your dismay. That is NOT something you wanted to hear from your friend. But he kept pressuring you into “just thinking about the future of your relationship with him.” You didn’t believe him when he had said he had seen your boyfriend with someone else. You thought it was just him being petty and overprotective like he had been before. Then he showed you evidence, several pictures and a video of him and the person you were always worried about, all in the same places you showed him and loved to take him to. Yeah. That hurt.
“I wouldn’t lie to you about that kind of stuff idiot” he had told you with a scoff. You really should’ve just listened to him then. Now you weren’t quite sure what to do as he showed you the pictures.
“I- oh. First of all I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.” You told him, genuinely feeling quite bad.
“THATS what you’re more worried about right now? That’s stupid.” He replied.
In response you said, “Well I’m going to be honest with you kyo, I’ve kinda been preparing for this since you tried to tell me last week. I didn’t really wanna face it but that night I realized it really wouldn’t be a stretch with the way he’s been acting.”
“The way he’s been acting? Have you been worried about this? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Well you can’t exactly get mad at me! You were the one continuously putting my relationship down and doubting him! So my first reaction when I had troubles is obviously not going to be to go to you. Even if you were right in the end.” He scoffed at that.
Kyotani isn’t the best at dealing with emotions. His or others. So the only way he knew how to help was by saying,
“You wanna go check the park to see if they’re still there and you can watch me beat his ass?”
You laughed and responded,
“You know what? Honestly yeah let’s do it. Though I warn you I might get to him first.”
He smirked at that and gently shoved you forward to start walking to the park.
“What are you gonna do if we actually see him?” Kyotani asked. You sighed and thought about it for a minute before responding,
“I guess we will find out wont we. I haven’t really been in that situation before and it depends on how they react.”
“Makes sense.”
After about five minutes of walking you reached the park. Kyotani led the way to where they had been earlier in the day and then you saw them. Just like in the pictures, they were hanging out in the place beneath the trees you had shown him a month into your relationship. That kind of stung.
Before you could stop yourself you walked up to them and said, “Oh hey! Crazy seeing you guys here! Having fun?” with the biggest smile on your face. All they could do was look up to you in shock before your (now ex) boyfriend started to say,
“Woah hey it’s not what it looks like!”
“Oh really? What does it look like?” You said still with the smile on your face.
“I- uh- I’m sorry!”
“I don’t think you are. I really don’t. Most of the time I wouldn’t waste my time on someone like you but really? Cheating on someone? And one of my closest friends at that?” Kyotani said, stepping towards your ex in a threatening way.
Before Kyotani could actually do anything, you stepped up right in front of him and spit on him. The person he was with said,
“What? Are you a llama? That’s disgusting!”
All you said in return was, “I guess so! Baa bitch! Have fun with someone who cheats I guess! And before you get to say it, I’m breaking up with you dude!” And walked away with Kyotani following close behind you.
“I didn’t think you had it in you to stand up for yourself honestly.” Kyotani said.
“Excuse me? I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself! Plus I think you’ve rubbed off on me. As much as I hate to admit it.”
“That’s dangerous.”
“Tell me about it. Anyways! Wanna come to my house and play the new resident evil game? I could really use some simping for a tall scary woman honestly.” You asked. Kyotani nodded and you both made your way to your house.
After about an hour of playing resident evil and screaming about how much you wanted to marry lady dimitrescu, you had kind of settled down and started thinking about what had happened. You hadn’t really given yourself time to process that he had, in fact, cheated on you and that yall had broken up. Kyotani had noticed you were acting weird and sluggish all of the sudden.
“Hey? What’s wrong? You better not be sad over your ex now.”
“Well how can I not be? We were dating for several months. I’m not all that sad over it! Its just- it’s weird not having anyone to go to now I guess? Like there’s not gonna be the promise of dates or good morning and good night messages.”
“Are you dumb?” Kyotani asked.
“Excuse me?”
“Are you dumb?” He said again.
“You’re not gonna miss out on that stuff. I mean we could always hang out instead and if you really needed me to I guess I could text you good morning instead of just asking for the homework.” He said so nonchalantly that it confused you. You just stared at him with wide eyes.
“Who are you and what did you do with my Kyo!” You said loudly. He scoffed at you for the hundredth time that day and said,
“Well if you’re going to act like that I guess I won’t!”
“Wait wait no I’m sorry!!! Pleaseeee do those things!”
He rolled his eyes at that and said,
“I guess I have to.”
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