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𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃 𝙇𝙊𝘾𝙆 of what used to be full length [h/c] hair turned into half [h/c] h/l] pudding locks.
l/n lived alone. they did what they wanted, even if there were 3 important meetings on wednesday.

being the ceo of a company is fun, isn't it l/n?
".....i want to die."

Y/N L/NCEO/STREAMER"GRAB YOUR COFFEE AND GO, LAURA! FUCKING CHRIST

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Y/N L/N
CEO/STREAMER
"GRAB YOUR COFFEE AND GO, LAURA! FUCKING CHRIST."

"in y/n we trust."
-salem santana.

SATURDAY/12:45
another day, another unbearable suffering to sit through.
today was y/n's first break in 11 months, that lasted throughout the weekend.

it was like the clock got louder with every damn tick.
y/n felt as if they could collapse at any minute.
they couldn't take the silence. they couldn't take anything in that matter.
something was wrong. something is always wrong.

they'd "gotten help" more than 15 times. y/n didn't know what to do. the help that people promised never worked, it's like they were trapped.
they wanted sleep, but couldn't get in their bed and try. all the huge amounts of wasted passed time, large numbers, and quantities overwhelmed them.
oh and it'd be an understatement if i said l/n overthought every single detail about the past.

in fact, that's all they could think about.
the only thing they thought was: the past, how they could change it, and the fact that they physically can't. the fact that they could've done something differently and could be living a better energized life.
but they can mentally.

"ping!"
y/n sighed in half-hearted relief, as they picked up their cellphone.

user:
hi y/n!
sorry to bother you, but you might want to check twitter! ^^

y/n
it's fine
thanks for telling me

twitter.
y/n opened twitter, almost instantly getting suffocated with notifications.
"salem santana and kodzuken? who the hell is kodzuken?"

"tanaken? that's the best the could do?"
y/n got quick flashes of other times she half-assed a few things and rolled her eyes.

"oh goodie, a video." obviously since it was a video, she pressed it and tapped her volume buttons.

"salem santana? i don't know who that is, but i'll just do some research hold on...."
"oh they're pretty....god, they look tired and mentally ill. like me." *ahem* "salem santana, let's be friends. i'll pay you in therapy."

"he's cute."

SATURDAY/2:45
y/n began typing their message nervously eager to stream with kodzuken, who was apparently named kenma kozume.
kozume is online!

y/n
hey kozume
i'd like to accept that friend req :)
read 2:47

kozume
hi y/n
and it's fine i already declared us as friends :)

y/n
aw ily
well wanna stream together?

kozume
mhm
tell me when you're ready

y/n
kay

y/nkay

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2021 ⏰

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