Your name is Amy Nakamura, a 17 year old void Oni, and right now you’re feeling a whole bunch of emotions you’d rather not be feeling at all. Your cousin, in her infinite bicthiness, decided to follow you when you escaped (ran) from home. And she was sitting in the corner of Trish’s room the entire time you were spilling your guts to Trish about her. When you realized this you kinda…. Lost control and now you’re holding her up against the wall with one hand. How the fuck do you keep getting into situations like this?
“Why?” You ask her. “Why?” She looks away, and then looks back towards you, a small stream of tears pouring down her face.
“I’m so sorry Amy, so so sorry.”
When did your eyes start feeling so wet? Why are you?
>Cut out the sappy shit.
>Fuck it, cry like a baby.
>Write-in?