Long long man, a queer love story

Long long gum

Tooru stands up, brushes his pants and pushes back his hair.

Tooru: It's about time I start heading back home. See you again sometime.

Tooru flashes the cat a warm smile before grabbing his coffee and bag and beginning the trek home. He starts to walk through the dark city streets.

Tooru's inner thoughts: Ugh, so cold... Do I have any mineral water at home? Probably not. Guess I should go shopping tomorrow morning, ah I think we're out of tuna as well. I shaven't called grandma lately. I better do that, I don't want another earful from her.

Tooru pulled his phone out of his pocket and began dialing his grandmother's number. The corner of his eye, Tooru saw something.

Tooru's inner thoughts: Is that red paint? But who would be painting at this hou-

A dead body lay on the floor of the dark alleyway, red blood pooling from the corpse. To its side stood a tall dark figure. Squinting his eyes, Tooru could make out a few features. Two chocolate eyes, black fluffy hair, and a scruffy chin accompanied by an eloquent mustache. In the man's hand was a black gun. There Tooru stood at the entrance of the alleyway in shocked disbelief. Tooru lets out an estranged gasp.

Tooru: Ah...ah..a

Tooru stepped one foot back followed by another, as he dropped what was in his hands. A phone, and a can of coffee. While running away, Tooru also drops a piece of long long gum.