Outside
: When I got out of my house, I locked the door behind me.
: I then started walking to a grocery store that was a few blocks from the neighborhood.
Store entrance
: After about what seemed like twenty minutes I reached the store.: I look at the sign on the door, reading the business schedule.
: Since it's Monday this store closes in an hour.
: I loved walking in here, the manager was nice.: But since he has an illness, this store closes really early.
: I then walk inside.
Store
: I looked around, seeing that there were only a few customers in here.
: Well it's better than any other store that has a lot of loud people and having to deal with kids screaming all the time.
: I grab one of the grocery baskets and head down the medical aisle.
: I then look at each shelf.: Medicine, Nyquil, Allergy medicine, cough medicine.
: Band-aids.
: Bandages!
: I stop and grab a few boxes that each hold two wraps of bandages per box.
: Mainly three to five boxes.
: Thank god the things in this place are cheap.
: Once I got enough, I made my way down to the canned food section.
: As I walked down the aisle, I picked up any can that was soup.: Basically tomato soup, chicken noodle soup, miso soup.
: Anything that looked good.: Jesus, if I keep this up I might as well be on a soup store meme.
: Alright, I think I got enough to last me for a while.: I then got out of the aisle and took another aisle that leads to the self-checkout registers.
: As I entered the aisle I immediately froze.
: Is that Natsuki?: Natsuki was picking out what seemed like to be a box of baking dough.
: Panicking a little realizing this isn't school anymore, I slowly turned around about to walk away-Natsuki: "Hey Y/N!"
: I heard her calling my name, which actually made me start to panic more.
: I slowly turned around to face the inevitable.: Natsuki crosses her arms as I approached her.
: I nervously waved at her when I stopped at a good enough distance between us.: So that way I can make a fucking break for it if she starts screaming bloody murder again.
Natsuki: "Hey.": Natsuki averts her eyes for a split second.
: I can already tell this is going to get awkward between us.
: I pulled out my phone to shoot her a text.
Y/N: "How are you?"
: I hesitantly sent her the message as I could already feel the anxiety kicking in.: I then heard Natsuki's phone vibrate which causes her to take it out of her what appears to be a skirt pocket.
: As she looks up from her phone she gives me an expression of detestation on her face.
: Called it.Natsuki: "Ugh, isn't your throat getting better at all? It feels like I'm talking to a mannequin!"
: I just look down, regretting coming here.
Natsuki: "I'm doing fine by the way, since you asked."
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DDLC: Lamenting Stitches
FanfictionI do not own Doki Doki Literature Club, all rights are to Team Salvato. This story was inspired by DDLC and modded DDLC stories. What would it be like to see from the perspective of the main character who suffered from a traumatic experience before...