A ROTTEN BITCH???
oh nonono. no no no no. who was morax to talk. his body count is higher than venti's in BOTH meanings. shaking my smh???
why did zhongli have to hack into his account instead of just going on his son's phone??? that's too far. he even knew his embarrassing password........
the realisation of being cockblocked by your friend of 2000+ years was devastating. how was one to live with oneself knowing this now? venti had NO choice. he logged onto soundcloud... and opened up the playlist that kazuha made for him. yeah, remember the one from the piss drawer chapter. it's back, baby. and this is the second of many times that zhongli made venti cry.
angel's share closed early that evening. resting his back against the door, venti sat outside only illuminated by the little yellowish street lamp above the door. everyone in mondstadt had packed up and gone home by now. an eerily silent breeze swept through the city. yet carried by the wind, the scent of loneliness, of longing, of pain.
venti leaned his head back as tears fell down his cheeks. not even alcohol could solve this heartbreak.
after everything he'd done.. the fishing trip and the fish pic... the nights of waiting impatiently to receive a message... and once he finally received one.. zhongli deleted it. this is true pain, vote for this story if you cried
https://open.spotify.com/track/4K9P2LOVmJIqu0uAt2Tv3k?si=tz14tDsZTTeoqYNTBDQqaA
venti cried himself to sleep on the doorstep to this song by meaningful stone.
YOU ARE READING
what does freedom really mean, when demanded of you by a god?
Fanfictiongoofy little tales, of a goofy archon, with a goofy personality and he's a little silly. read to find out. ok. bye READ PAST 4TH CHAPTER FOR THE START OF ACT 1 ACT 2 COMING SOOONNNNN
