bluh

i just don't lol

tbh i don't remember a lot of people

i slammed my head into a wall a few months back and i can't remember jackshit

 

@FPS Still don't remember you, lol.

 

NO DON'T NO DIFNSKDN SNO STOP NO

 

Another drabble before bed
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Waiting for the bus in the fucking rain was the dumbest shit I've ever done. Instead of picking me up to the formal meeting my the family had to attend, they decided to ditch me and make me ride the Goddamn bus. The bus had sweaty old men and schoolgirls who had skirts that hiked up their thighs whenever they tip toed to hold onto the bus handles.

It was grey, blank, dull, and depressing. UNBEARABLE, even. Couples walked past me making smoochie faces with eachother and I pulled my hoodie over my head in my subconsciousness to escape the horror of witnessing dramatic couples desperately making out in the god forsaken rain.

Fuck. Everything.

bzzzzzz

Just as another couple walked by holding hands, my phone started to vibrate. My initial response was to shut it off, but instead of completely ignoring the message I took my phone out and stared at the screen. The words were written in bold, with no capitalization, or emotes.

'they forgot.'

Two words. Two words, gave me the chills.

And instead of waiting for the bus to finally arrive, I took off like the roadrunner and ran until I arrived at her ridiculously big house.
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Nobody was home, except for Authuor. As I banged on the doors his familiar face popped out, his expression beaming until he saw me.

"Milady is busy."

And as he was about to slam the door in my face I stuck my foot in and embraced the impact of having my bones being crushed.

"Let. Me. The. Fuck. In."

He seemed shocked at my cursing but I couldn't give two shits about my manners at the moment. Vivienne was upstairs, pouring into the pillow and I assume, eating out of a carton of ice cream. Alone. In the dark. Without anyone. On her birthday. Alone.

Just the thought of it pissed me off.

"I already said, Miss Greene, that Milady is busy. Now kindly get out before I call the police."

I felt the door squishing my foot again.

"No, buster. You listen to me right now. I don't give a shit, if she's busy. She sent me a text and I take that as an invitation, and correct me if I'm wrong, which I'm so fucking right about, your job is to listen to the family, or her, more specifically. Even though I'm not as pompous or arrogant as Vivienne's other relatives I know my rich-kid shit, so shut the fuck up and let me the hell in."

Buster's face turned three colors at that moment: blue, pink, and red. As his mouth parted to respond Vivienne came rushing down the stairs and peered over his shoulder to see me glaring at him, with my foot stuck, and she beamed the colors of the rainbow before pushing him aside to greet me with a giant fucking hug.

"Thank God you came."

Her arms suffocated me and I choked on my own words, and as she loosened her death grip on me I managed to choke out a few gasps and croaky words as a response.

"I... love... you... too—"

"THANKS AUTHUOR LOVE YOU BYE."

Before I knew it, Vivienne dragged me up the stairs and into her room before double locking it. I looked around and the room was covered in pink and white, with lace strung about and her ferocious hell devil cat Poodles lazily glancing up at me before yawning and stretching on her mini-pad.

"So."

"Mhmmmm."

"Care to tell me what that text was all about?"

I pulled out my pink phone that she gave to me on our anniversary and showed her the text message. Vivienne immediately sobered up and stared at me with bloodshot eyes. At a glance she would still look like a perfect primcess, but at closer inspection she was a fucking mess. Her usually neat and tidy hair was a bed mess and her eyes were so red they made her look like a vampire, as well as the unusually white pale skin which looked dry as hell.

"V, you okay?"

I stroked a string of loose hair out of her face and carressed her cheek with my thumb. Immediately I pulled back and rubbed my fingers, feeling the dampness. I sighed and dropped onto her bed, gazing at the ceiling and staring at the stupidly expensive chandelier. Vivienne just stared down at me with wide, open eyes before I pulled her down onto me and hugged her around her waist. In less than minutes my hoodie was soaked with tears, and the tears got to my shirt too. We stayed there for minutes, completely still, with me patting the back of her head while she bawled like a baby.

"... They forgot about my birthday."

... Oh boy.
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Part 2 coming up?

I suck at writing during midnight

I am poop at writing when tired

POOOOOOP.

 

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"... Hey. If it makes you happy, I'll take you out today. But ONLY if you let me stay here tonight."

She grinned the biggest grin I ever saw and laughed. It wasn't derisive laughter, not directed at me or herself, but I couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. Did I stutter or say something wrong?

"Silly! Of course you can stay. I was actually going to ask you to. Y'know, to watch movies and braid each other's hair and stuff."

Her eyes shifted and her gaze rested on the carton of now melted icecream, staying there for a second too long. I touched her hands and gave a firm squeeze, slightly surprised at how cold they were.

"Yeah, sure. Come on, let's g—"

As I gave a slight tug, Vivenne pulled me forward and I fell back onto her bed.

"Not like this we aren't!"

She pointed to her pajamas and then to my tear and rain soaked clothes.

"Some of the rain got to my blouse! And you're soaked!"

"Well, what do you suggest we do? We can't take a bath now."

"Duh! We're doing that after!"

I felt my cheeks flush and stared at her back. Her top was now off and she gave me a seductive wink behind her shoulders, and my cheeks reddened even more.

"T-then what?"

"I'm giving you a MAKE OVER!"

Her pants were flung in my direction and I removed them from my face, blinking groggily at the girly design and lace.

"Oh God, just don't make me wear a frilly dress and braid my hair."

"Pft. You look stupid in braided hair."

"Wow, way to go, Princess. You gonna insult my fashion tastes next?"

"Been there, done that!" She chirped.

Before I knew what was happening my hoodie was removed and I was in my jeans and tank top, staring at my own reflection in her full-body mirror. There was a giant blotch of wetness and it exposed my skin. I shivered at the moistness and subconciously removed my shirt, and stared at myself again. I cringed at the sight of my chest; my boobs were non-existent. Not realizing what I was doing I glanced at Vivenne and saw her digging through her drawers, searching for s—

Holy fuck is that lipstick

"I'm going to make you FABEWLUSSSSS."

"Shouldn't you pick my clothes out first?"

V glanced at her closet and smirked.

"True, true."

She came closer and I could smell the familiar scent of blueberries on her hair, but the sound of makeup tools clanging together as they dropped onto the bed woke me up in my trance, and my jaw dropped instantly when I saw the crapton of things she took out from her make-up kit.

Holy fuck am I going to look fucking stupid—

"Put this on!"

Another article of clothing was flung at my face, and on my lap there was a white and red striped sweater. Before I could even put it on, leggings were thrown next to my feet and I picked that up as well. Unbuckling my belt and removing my jeans, I threw the sweater over my head and instantly cringed at the soft material making contact with my rough skin.

"Hurry up, slowpoke."

By the time I was halfway done pulling the leggings up, she was in a longdress with leggings, already wearing her stupid high heeled boots.

I guess I stared for too long, as V saw me looking at her. She clicked her tongue and said something in German that made my cheeks flush even more.

"What now, your majesty?"

V immediately set to work: combing my clusterfuck of hair, covering up my blemishes with powder, and making sure everyone could see my 'enhanced cheekbones'.

"Well?"

"I look like a hot chicken goddess."

V grinned and then proceeded to add a red bow clip on my hair.

"Like I said— FABEWLUSS."
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Part 3 coming up soon? I dunno.