????????"I believe it was because we both believed in one another to the point where we had no reason to worry and only a reason to move forward"????✨
jessica is a lonely, single undead at the peak of her adolescence, when suddenly, she drunkenly te...
"UGH! I HATE MY LIFE." jessica picked up the chair she was sitting on and threw it out the window. glass was everywhere. 4269 floors under her, a mailman died from the chair. he was a pleb anyway.
"ah!~ it hurts~!" sun beams came in through the window, striking her in the face.
due to her unfortunate fortunate circumstances, jessica was the only vampire in the world. why did the world hate her so? she whined, pools of saltwater tears forming at the corners of her red orbs.
jessica spent another day meaninglessly drowning in the depths of her self-pity. again. and again. day after day she was stuck in this penthouse in the middle of god knows where.
nothing but a phone and a fridge of the mailman's blood.
nothing but an eternity spent in what APPEARS to be heaven.
"how do i drown out this l-l-l-l-l-l-l-lonelinessss???? oh, i know! ill play 21 pilots stressed out!!!"
[insert lyrics here]
the singing is so sad jessica crys
"this isnt working"
having daddy and mommy issues is not fun
her daddy is a rich man, but kicked her out bc she was a vampire. also bc she played her evanescence too loud
her mommy was the mailman.
without her mommy she now had nothing
"NOTHING!" she screamed with the s
then. boom. jessica had a wonderful idea. she had a phone, and on a phone, theres social media. jessica recalls the last time she tried getting clout and abandons the idea. for now.
if she was going to use the internet... she had to be stupid drunk. jessica reached into the fridge with her hands. her hands were on fleek today, jessica thought. there were tattoos of skulls on the knuckles, a silver ring for each finger, and black, pointy acrylics. and she rarely washed them. jessica thought that washing hands was a sign of weakness. if you have to wash hands with the notion of "being safe," then ur a coward. jessica believes in embracing the GRIT and DIRTY aspects of this abstract concept known as life. except she was dead, so jessica was immediately superior to everyone else.
anw back to the story.
her moms blood was still fresh. it smelled like nestea. jessica managed to drink it all in one long, elongated slurp.
it didnbt take much b4 she was knocked out stupid. jessica clearly wasnt a normal 16 yr old undead. the limitations of age never bothered her anyway.
now. what do we do when we are drunk? and stupid? and not actually drunk? we sneak into some poser's DMS. jessicas plan was exactly this. bc shes drunk, except not actually, and stupid.
the convo went somewhat like this:
Jessica:
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