After this short conversation, we went to our separate sides.
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Drowned, from reluctance I took off my shoes and jacket again and went upstairs. I threw the mask on the floor and collapsed on the bed. Not thinking long, I fell asleep.
The next day I was awakened by water and flash. Of course, my brother can't behave normally and he had to wake me up by pouring water over me. Of course, you have to take photos and send them to your friends, because how cool he is, he woke up his two years younger siblings with water. Oh wow. Hahaha... So funny...
I got up and looked at the hour. 6:13?! I WILL FUCKING KILL HIM! I figured I would turn on my Corpse Voice and picked up the scissors. While he was talking to his friends on the webcam, probably through Messenger, I came from behind him and said in his ear:
– Karma's back... – with her Corpse Voice, of course.
Without waiting for him to turn around, I took a strip of his hair and cut it. When he turned towards me, I did the same with the two strips of his bangs and the rest of the hair that was left in my hands I threw on his sweatshirt because I know how hard it is for him to brush that part of his clothes off of hair and the look is terrible important for him.
– Don't ever try to wake me up like that at this hour again. Or you will Re. Gret. This. – I continued with my Corpse voice.
He is already so slightly shitty, with a visible feeling of anxiety in his eyes, he is looking at me, and as if I never come back to my room. In the back, I only heard the laughs of his colleagues who made fun of his stupidity.
– You fucking psycho bitch?! – Ethan yelled at me.
All I heard were whispers "It's a herrrrrrrrrrrr???!" And "I thought you only had a brother?!". I turned to face him and squeezed the scissors tighter in my hand, pushing them closer to my chest, so I wanted to show him that if he spoke again, somebody's blood would spill thanks to these scissors.
After hearing nothing for about a minute, I turned and went to my room to change.
As usual, I chose a loose sweatshirt, some socks, tracksuits, and I didn't even change the binder. I stripped my sweatshirt and blouse and put it on dry. I took off my pants and socks and also changed them for new ones. I left the room taking my dirty clothes and started heading to the bathroom.
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Karl Jacobs x Trans Reader ||| 𝓑𝓪𝓫𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 ··· ENG
Hayran KurguThe boring and routine life of a teenager with sibling problems is changed by one message. The boy who probably saves his life goes to him for two hours only and exclusively to help him. But... is it really just friendship..? Or maybe ... Even not...
