I'm not a writefag but I can try.
>Today I went over to Sayori's place to HANG OUT.
>But when I opened the door to her room she was still asleep, that dummy.
>We watched GrandGrant and drank Dr. Pepper and it was a swell day.
I'm not a writefag but I can try.
>Today I went over to Sayori's place to HANG OUT.
>But when I opened the door to her room she was still asleep, that dummy.
>We watched GrandGrant and drank Dr. Pepper and it was a swell day.
This is a nice poem, user.
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>drinking that carbonated shit
you and her deserve to be put
I'm still hanging around for Novel-user and Hard Times' stories.
Can't wait! But if you guys are reading this, take your time. Nothings worse than something that feels too short when it didn't need to be.
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woodpatch, go back to facebook.
Making Monika in other games to spend more time together!
Make a Monika in Black Desert Online and maybe I'll come back to that game
posted this the other day but I made a few changes since then
>head over to Sayori's house
>no answer at the door so you let yourself in
>sit down on the couch and make yourself comfortable
>Sayori comes in from the garage and gasps a little when she sees you
>you greet her with a small wave and a smile
>she just stands there, giving you this look like she really wants to be left alone
>Sayori opens her mouth as if she's about to speak, but changes her mind and quickly walks up the stairs
>you continue lying on the couch reading a new volume of Parfait Girls
>manage to finish the whole volume, move on to Yuri's book "Portrait of Markov"
>pick up where the two of us last left off
>suddenly Sayori comes back into the living room with a laptop
>she sits down on the couch across from you
>the two of you proceed to sit there quietly, minding your own business
>the only sounds are her occasional taps on the keyboard and you gently turning your pages
>at one point, you get up and start heating up some water in her tea kettle
>without saying a word, you pour two cups of tea, setting one in front of Sayori
>she doesn't even react to it, but after a few minutes starts sipping at it casually
>a few hours pass and you manage to get to good stopping point in your book
>you set it down on her coffee table and begin to pack up your other things
>Sayori still hasn't said a word
>take her empty teacup to the sink and rinse it, along with yours
>as you're leaving, she stops you by gently grabbing your sleeve
>"user..."
>she hesitates for a few minutes
>"Thanks... I needed a day like this."
>you nod silently and walk home
>wake up the next morning to a knock at your door
>it's Sayori, holding your copy of Portrait of Markov
>"You forgot this last night."
>"Ah, thanks, Sayori."
>"Yeah..."
>the two of you stand there in silence for a moment
>"user... Is it alright if we walk to the festival together?"