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"ah, what a beautiful day. the sun is shinning, the birds are chirping, bitches are crying and complaining.. truly a perfect day for sleepi-"
the doors burst open violently, making the girl jump in her place and look at the intruder...
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JULY 19, 2017
"yo, dragon boy, been a while."
a tall woman plops down on the ground, in-front of a grave. she stares at the carving, not saying anything. most of her hair was braided and only a strand was let loose on the front, covering her right eye whenever the wind isn't blowing. the roots of her hair were dyed black. she wore a black tank top, that showed her tattoos clearly and showed her chest size. it was too revealing for many, but that's how she liked it.
"mikey and i got your dragon tattooed on us. we chose our necks, well, mikey chose our necks." she chuckles, yet it didn't really sound happy at all. "he's been holding on to me tightly. too tightly for my liking, but i never say anything. he needs me, after all. i'm trying to hold him together, but ever since then, he's been falling apart."
she stands up for a minute, wanting to lean on something, but it felt rude to lean on a gravestone that belongs to a stranger, so she walks around draken's and leans on his, getting comfortable. "now, we're talkin'."she mumbles and smiles sadly. "toman went shit after you died. i wanted to quit so many times...but i always tried to keep myself together for mikey's sake. emma's too, i guess. she worries for us too much. but i guess that's what happens when your brother and girlfriend say they're not afraid of death and go on a mission."
she runs her hand through her hair and reaches for her pocket. she smiles suddenly, remembering how her pockets were once filled with lollipops. now, there were just a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. times change...and rarely for the better.
"mikey's been watching out for what's left of the people he loves. takemichi is one of them... but it seems like our enemies know our week spots. takemichi's wifey got involved in a feud between toman and another shit gang. she passed...no one knows if it was meant to reach takemichi and hurt mikey and i through him or if it was a mere coincidence. but it hurt us both a lot, ya know? that girl was a ray of sunshine back then...she relied on me so much."
inhaling the toxic smoke, she frowns. "it hurts.." she exhales. "you made me promise back then, that i'll look after him and toman, but i did a shit job, didn't i? fucked up everywhere i could. i failed completely." a hand is suddenly placed on her head, making her jump and look up, ready for a fight. but she relaxed when she sees the boy she had been talking about.
"mikey..."
"i told you to rest, didn't i? emma called. she got worried."
"sorry."
"it's fine. i told her you're with me."
she glances back and sees mikey infamous cb250t. smiling, she realises that it was that motorcycle that helped him find her again. the bike always takes him to her.
