Sun, October 31. 7:41 PM - rereading your work before posting be like
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(i am going to sit here
and i am going to finish this
before i have to go to sleep today.
(edit: i d i d i t.)
and obviously this is not remotely wholesome, i just realized i never properly thought of kokoro's daily life and was like "guess that's my halloween contribution lmao"
i try to avoid going into sensitive topics, especially since everyone in this fic is a fucking douche that mocks anything and everything, but like </3 if you don't wanna read and want a summary, basically: parental figure #1 = consumes illegalness. parental figure #2 = ~scandalous money ways~, also tax fraud. kokoro = absolutely fucking dead inside, which same-)
"Hey, old hag." Kokoro carelessly dropped the half-empty bottle into her lap. "Pay up."
She took a sip from the bottle, before retching. "Useless fuck, this brand is dogshit..." Still, she fished out around fifty bucks and tossed the crumpled pile at him.
"Might wanna drink it up. I totally lost them, but I actually didn't. Though, who knows, maybe they'll bite at your ass instead of mine..." He flipped through each dollar. "Ugh, hey, you missed five."
She chugged the rest and threw the bottle at his feet. It broke with a loud crash. "Half-assed work gets half-assed pay, that's how society fucking works."
"I hope you get their STDs. Where's the geezer?"
"Whoring out upstairs, probably. Were you hoping to kill him today?"
"I'll strangle that cunt one of these days, I swear. But, no, the old fuck didn't pay the internet bills, and I'm dying over here."
"You go kill yourself while you're at it." She burped, before slumping even more on the couch. "Shut the front door, you goddamn heathen, it's like you want to get caught."
Just to spite her, Kokoro pushed the door open. A fly came buzzing in.
"Petty."
"Learned from the best."
"You're fucking thirteen, you could at least pretend to be respectful."
"Are you seriously lecturing me about this?"
"Nah, couldn't care less." She snorted, before yawning. "Now fuck off."
He flipped her off in response, before running up the stairs to the geezer's room. Flinging the door open, he yelled out, "Old fuck, can you pay the bills now!?- ...ew." Kokoro covered his eyes.
"The door was shut for a reason, bitchwad."
"Just hurry up?" He kept his eyes covered. "I need you to stop committing tax fraud and pay for the internet."
"You and your internet."
"You and your constant fucking." He hissed back.
"Don't you still have those stick packs? Go get lung cancer while you wait or something."
Kokoro shuddered. "You know I hate those shits with a passion."
"Give it to that bitch of yours. Y'know, that cuntb-"
"Finish that sentence, and I jam your dick in your eye socket."
"Big talk from someone who's covering his eyes."
"Who wants to watch their geezer fucking!?" He grimaced.
"You're really missing out, sweetie. It's just a peek, why don't you try?"
"Oh, you go neck yourself, whore!" He yelled, before reaching for the door. "Why do you have such shit taste in sluts!?"
"She's loaded! You can't complain, she's basically keeping us afloat."
"Just pay the bills!?"
"Kill yourself, and get out!"
Kokoro slammed the door shut. "Can't believe I'm related to such garbage..." He sighed.
"You fucking drank it!?"
"It's shit anyways, I did you a favor!"
"...pfft. Fuck you." He chuckled to himself as a gunshot rang out, before shouting, "Y'all better clean it up!"
"I'm not dead, you fucking dick! It's your slut!"
"Aw, pity!" Then the second part sunk in: "Oh, he's here!?"
"What's up, motherfucker!?" He heard someone run up the stairs, before shooting a few inches away from his face. "So you're the one who stole that from my big bro?"
"Tell him that was revenge for pushing me off that bridge a week ago!" Kokoro grinned and hugged his friend.
He patted Kokoro's head, before asking, "Any sticks?"
"The old geezer left some in my drawer. C'mon, let's go break into someone's house or something! I'm so bored!" He pulled away, hyped up!
"Oh, fine, how could I say no?" His friend grinned. "Let me get my sticks first?"
"Sure! It's off right now, right?" He led his friend to his room, before digging through his drawer.
"Uh..." Clothes rustling. "...yup, now it is!"
He tossed a half-empty back at him. "Okay, sweet, let's go!"
"So excited, aren't you?"
"Just living out another day~!"
YOU ARE READING
Just actual trash
Random:'D Alternate title: Information that's too PaThEtIc to be posted on announcements, but isn't so TrAsHy that it doesn't deserve to be known. (^ kys past me)
