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a murderer.
i've been friends with a murderer.
it seems fate keeps involving me with one.
first my family, and now someone who i considered a close friend.
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it was a mystery where childe was taking you. but you didn't mind the painful waiting, as long as he didn't take you to some weird ass cult gathering or something.
but that wasn't your biggest concern. you were still conflicted about what happened yesterday.
about what dottore had said. about what childe had admitted to.
though for some reason it wasn't all that fazing to you. maybe that was because you knew your mother was also a ceo of a company that was just as dangerous as his. or the fact that your father used to be part of the mafia.
either that or it was because your will to live was non existent (/nsrs).
nonetheless, you agreed to meeting up with childe, and now you had to commit to it.
it wasn't a big surprise that childe showed up to your house in some rich car that you couldn't even recognize. why are there so many car brands anyway.
like why not just drive some cheap car? it takes less money and serves the same purpose amirite.
just kidding, who wouldn't spend an immense amount of money for a car that is both exceedingly good looking and efficient, it's a no brainer really. especially if it's a blue one.
anyway.
you rolled your eyes as childe walked up to your doorstep with the most irritating grin ever. it made you question why you ever agreed to this meet up.
you just knew he was about to say something snarky.
"hi girlie, are you ready for the best night of your life?"
i stand corrected.
"wow you sure are confident about this. where are you taking us anyway?" you asked him, while grabbing your phone and wallet.
"i told you. it's a surprise. but let's get something to eat first, my treat." he suggested joyfully, giving you a smile so bright that you had to squint.
