I began my walk home in the cold winter air. I really need a new sweater. I felt the air rush through every single hole and broken seam on it. As I walked in the door, I heard the sound of the tv playing some sort of crime show. "Hey Souske," I heard my mom say as she stirred something in a bowl. I walked into the kitchen and peered over her shoulder to see what she was cooking. "Where's mama?" I asked. "She got called in for work again," she replied. "She should be back by six." I nodded before going to my room.
Hey man whats up
Not much its so cold rn
ikr
my sister keeps begging me to play with her
sucks to suck ig
stfu
no
ok
why does everyone think my brother is hot and like to tell me about it
because he is
stfu
i did it w your mom
my mom is dead
Imsosorryomg
its ok lol
yeah but your brother is hot
Its a wonder youre so ugly
stfu
..................💅.......?
yes
ok
wbu
ya kinda im bi
ok
youre annoying so im leaving
bye ig
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FanfictionAn AU in which Minamoto Kou meets Mitsuba Souske through a wrong number. All of the apparitions are alive. Read my A/N for tw's. I don't own tbhk or it's characters, all rights to AidaIro.
