pink(er) sunrise, an OMORI fanfic by kingkilobyte.

Chapter 4: friends being friends.

Sunny woke up to the singing of birds, and a nice sunshine.

He felt today was going to be a good day on his life.

After doing his standard morning routine, he wondered what to do today.

Maybe he could hang out with his friends, or he could lazy around for the whole day.

"Social interaction...or staying home....eh, head or tails." He decided.
Head, he hangs out with his friends, tails, HOME.

He flipped the coin, and as fate wanted this man to get his lazy butt out of the house, it landed head.

Now, he had to choose who to pass time with.

Basil was probably with Kim, and he didn't want to third wheel them.

Kel was probably going to do something sporty, which made Sunny shudder at the thought of it.

Hero probably was still annoyed about what happened to his car.

The only one left was...Aubrey.

"She'll notice your desperation, and then she'll leave you." He heard a familiar voice say.

NO.

"Aren't you supposed to be-"

"Dead, no, you got over your suppressed shit, so what, i still linger." The familiar voiced echoed.

"How do i get rid of you."

"You don't, you deal with it, dumbass."

"You have got a lot more annoying than last time....Omori."

"That's me, in dream and....mind?
I don't know, i don't have bones." Omori said, messing around with his arm.

"I don't have time to deal with you Omori" Sunny said, ignoring the apparition.

"Oh, you don't have time to deal with me, the person bound to you for all eternity, but you have time for a GIRL?
I'm honestly heartbroken!" Omori said sarcastically.

Sunny was honestly getting tired of Omori.
What changed that quiet, serious, self-proclaimed protector, preventing the truth to come out, into an annoying and sassy person?

"I'm leaving." Sunny opened the door.
Maybe that would get Omori off his back.

"Alright, don't fuck this up!" Omori screamed, before fading away.

Finally.
No Omori, at least for a while.

Sunny put on his earbuds, and enjoyed some smooth jazz.

On his gentle walk, he looked at a tree.
The same tree he crashed into yesterday.
Honestly, he wanted to apologize to the tree, as dumb as it sounds.

He wonders where Aubrey is....

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Aubrey thought it was a good idea to work earlier today.

Problem is, nobody orders pizza at 9AM.

She only got to do two deliveries, one to the recycling weirdos, and Angel's sister.

Bored out of her mind, she went to do the second best thing.

Hanging out at the hideout spot, throwing rocks at the statue.

As much as she liked that place, it brought her a bad memory.

Of when she pushed Basil into the lake.

She really didn't want to think about that.

The hideout spot also hid other memories.
Better ones, at that.