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- Injuries
- Yelling
- Strong language
- Violence
- Blood (?)
- SH
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[ OBJECT FORM ]
Arguments...
(Note - Yin will talk in an italic font and Yang will talk in a bold font.)
Warnings for this Chapter
- Injuries
- Strong language
- Violence
Y1N'S P0V
I gasped awake at the sound of my alarm clock blaring its ringing noise into my ears.
"FUCK!" I assumedYang had also woken up from the alarm, considering the fact that he yelled it first thing in the morning. I gave him a mental glare.
I looked at the alarm as it flickered red, displaying the time. It's 6 am.
"We should go and have breakfast." I insisted, sitting up straight on our bed.
"Let's go eat some chips!" Yang shouted. I hushed him so that our voice wasn't too loud to wake up Cherries.
"It's too early for that! I was thinking we'd have some eggs and toast." I replied.
"First of all, ew. Avocadoes have no flavour, and second of all, I'm gluten-free." Yang put up two fingers one by one. I completely forgot that he was gluten-free. In fact, wasn't even sure if he was lying about being gluten-free.
"Right, sorry." I apologized. "But we should still have something that isn't chips." I added, getting out of bed and exiting the room.
"How can you even like these kind of foods?!" Yang never really liked vegetables or anything green, kind of like a child. Oftenly, I would make fun of him for it.
"They're good for our body." I answered. We were standing in front of our door.
"Fucking loser." Yang scoffs as we walk down the stairs.
"Excuse me?" I reply, with a hint of annoyance in my voice. I paused at the stairs.
"You heard me, fucking lo-" I covered our mouth with my hand. Yang started to dig his nails into my hand, making me pull my hand away.
"Ow! Yang!" I winced in pain.
We soon got into an argument on the stairs, which was definetly not safe. Things started to get physical as we started to punch and slap eachother.
Then our leg slipped.
"Ya-"
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