Prologue

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by itsqeiya

by itsqeiya

Another day, but same as always.

Woke up at the afternoon, open the glass window that leads to the balcony.

Inhale. Puff. Inhale. Puff.

Take a smoke, look down from the second floor to check up if the pick up truck is still parked on neighbor's garage. Empty.

"Oh right, it's 2PM already."

Inhale. Puff. Inhale. Puff.

A beautiful sunny afternoon, but in a crappy mood.

Get inside the room and examine oneself in the mirror.

"Fuck this eyebags."

Wearing only a black bra and a short shorts. Tattoo at the biceps - a rose full of thorns - on full display.

Inhale. Puff. Inhale. Puff.

Look around the room. Empty bottles spread across the room.

"What a mess."

Inhale. Puff. Inhale. Puff.

"Charlie! You up?" a woman shouted.

"Yeah~", the tattooed girl replied.

"Then, come the fuck down! We'll be late!"

Right. It's the big day. Not for me tho.

"Calm your ass bitch, we still have 3hrs left!" said the tattooed girl to a freaking anxious woman.

Inhale. Puff. Inhale. Puff.

"You better get your act together now," the woman replied.

Inhale. Puff.

I'm soooo not looking forward for this big day.

The tattooed girl just rolled her eyes by her thoughts.

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qeiya.*