"𝗜 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗷𝗼𝗯" Tsumiki, your friend in your college life spoke after hearing you got fired at your previous job. "Yeah I am" You replied with a unfazed look.
"How 'bout you work for me?" Tsumiki suggested...
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"FUCK I CAN'T DO IT..."
You muttered to yourself angrily as you let your head hit the desk leaving Tsumiki surprised. "You look like a ghost right now" Tsumiki let out while continuing her writing.
She wasn't wrong though. You have been pacing out ever since you let not one but two fushiguro that run the same blood to fucking give you pleasure.
And the worst of all, It's Tsumiki's family fucking hell.
"Did you and your boyfriend get into a fight? that's rare" She let out. "No, we didn't" You replied.
"Then what happened that had to do with you angrily swearing at almost everything" She continued to write down on her paper.
Damn it!
Now was the time to come up with a lie! A believable excuse for why you were acting so strange and why your face was burning hot. "I'm just really stressed..." You uttered.
