"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃. 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇, 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆."
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Y/n De Martel, Shiganshina's Serial Killer. The Ripper. An obsessive, compulsive, and toxic girl who would kill for her precious people. And that 'people' happens...
My bad for late update, I've been trying to finish this game, the last of us part 2, for like the last 10 days and I finally finished it today.
I feel empty now ._.
Empty and love struck at the same cuz...Phew! Ellie and Abby can respectfully choke the shit outta me like....🤭 if ykyk!
Anyways, I'm not sure how the next few chapters will be, probably like, i don't know, fillers or something because I gotta sort out the storyline and such while writing so yeah...
You might have to put up with Y/n and Zeke's bantering for a little longer :)
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Tuesday, 9:00 A.M.
➸ "THIS FUCKING SUCKS, BEARDY!"
You complained as you stood up from the black leathered chair, wincing a little. On the outside, you seemed fine, but on the inside...you were fucking dying from those wounds of yours.
Zeke forced you to change your appearance since people would start to get suspicious if they even look at you for a bit longer.
"Oh, c'mon, Tragabalas. You don't look that bad." Zeke scoffed. "You should've seen how you looked before this little makeover. Like shit. Take a look at the mirror."
You turned around and opened your mouth to insult your own appearance but instead you found yourself staring at yourself with mouth agape, no words coming out.
"...Damn." You finally muttered, tilting your head to the right and then the left. A smug smirk slowly appeared on your face as you admired your appearance, you felt like fucking Megan Fox. "I look good."
Zeke snorted, pushing his glasses up. "Narcissistic much? Don't flatter yourself, you still look like shit in my eyes."
Zeke watched in amusement as your lips tugged downwards into a scowl. You glared at him through the mirror and retorted, "Way to ruin my mood, you fucking chimpanzee."
"You're welcome."
You scoffed as Zeke shrugged and you turned around to pay the barber, who was a woman and was batting her eyelashes at you. You feigned ignorance and simply gave her a blank look, making her blush in embarrassment, before leaving the salon, an extremely amused Zeke following behind.
"Why didn't you change your appearance? A big hairy man such as yourself could be recognized immediately like this.." You spoke, snapping your fingers.
