As we both catch up to one another, the atmosphere continues growing gloomier and gloomier. "I'm exhausted of walking around, where the hell is the staircase?!" The sighs we let out every constant five minutes doubled down to every five seconds. Not to mention how the flashlight was beginning to malfunction.
"Calm down, 'samu. Here— let's explore a bit!" The only thing we could really do in this melancholy situation was to try cheering up.
"Oh yeah, and hows that going for us? Because so far all that we've accomplished has gone down the fuckin' gutter!" I tripped forward when he chose to nudge me too hard. My head bumped into a glazed glass pane.
"Eow.." I poutily rub the light bruise and grumpily peer through the sliding glass door. "Hey..check it out." I wiggle and poke my finger at the foggy glass. I swiftly shift to turn the dusky flashlight off and hurriedly pull the door to the side.
I knowingly turn back at Osamu, "Let's take a break for now."
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snowy hill - sakuatsu
Hayran Kurgu'don't turn your back when you're near the woman on the hills.' [inspired off of coraline]