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ｒｅｄ ｈｏｏｄ ａｎｔｉ－ｈｅｒｏ ａｕ
*inspired by Red Hood from Batman just read a summary I guess from google, a bit too lazy to explain, if your already a Batman fan then you know I'm talking about Jason Todd. Hope you like this, it's been in my head for a while now. Might draw him in a Red Hood Suit or I don't know 😫
Another lonely cold night.
The loud music blaring through the speakers and the stench of alcohol and sweat intoxicated the air. Y/n stared at the shot class in front of her. The brown gold liquid inside buzzed at the loud speakers, the ripples dancing along the bass. Her stare mindless and dull. Not even the sound of the blasting music fazed her. She wore a black crop top with her shoulders exposed but the sleeves touched her middle finger. She wore black tight ripped jeans with high heel boots was a slightly passed her ankle.
Her hair down, brushing against her cheeks and chin. She had makeup on, dolled up to show off her boyfriend of four years. But by now the moon was high and the stars pitted her stood up soul. Once again she was stood up, and on their anniversary out of all the times.
Though, this wasn't the first time. If Y/n recalls the first time he stood up on their anniversary was back when they started dating. Their first anniversary. At first Y/n genuinely thought it was just the job he had. At the office maybe something went wrong and he had to be there. Those excuses she ate them like her life depended on it. She refused to listen to her friends claiming he was cheating on her. For years she tried to defend her boyfriend even if her hope waver each time he wasn't home.
Y/n lean back on the red velvet booth, her fingers grasping the glass. She let out a weak laugh.
"My fault for expecting so much from him." Y/n sighed, gulping the last bit of the liquid. It burned down her throat and tasted bitter but nothing was bitter than her relationship. Y/n smacked down the glass her eyes hazy from the amount of alcohol she consumed. She felt the buzzing in her ears and the way her throat was crying for water. But she pushed it down, grabbing the bottle and pouring herself another glass. Then her table vibrated meaning one thing. Y/n snorted, glancing at her phone. Her boyfriend's picture, the only picture of him lighting up the screen. His gummy smile proudly showed on his features, his eyes nearly disappearing from how hard he was smiling. A picture that makes her swoon each time she saw it. Though at the moment it only made her angry.
She grabbed the glass and chugged it down slamming it back down on the table. She laughed bitterly when another text popped up. She poured herself another glass as she twirl the cup.
"Oh so he finally realized I'm not home? Or did he just come home? At what?-"
Y/n glanced at her phone.
"-3 am? Wow new record." Y/n swallowed down the hard liquor with a wince. Then her eyes flickered to the dance floor, watching couples smush together as the music blared through the speakers. If Y/n was being honest, she didn't even want to be here. But the restaurant she was at a couple hours earlier kicked her out and Y/n thought a good drink would help her. Now nearly four hours later, she remained glued in her spot bitterly watching couples crowd around her.
