Shorter Wong x Blackoc-
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When Shorter Wong's girl friend comes back to New York from a job.
She bumps into an old friend along the way, and the reunion's nice until he tells her Shorter's dead.
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"I'm sorry Zen, but Shorter's...
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"I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare."
- Ned Vizzini Snow.
From the sky and to the ground, layers of it covering the streets of New York. Painting a picture of a winter wonderland for someone who's never really seen this much snow.
For someone like Ezenwanyi who's been born and raised in the parts of California that never get snow.
" Wow." her voice is small as she looks up to the sky in wonder, slowly she reaches out her gloved hands. Swiping snowflakes from the sky and cradling it in her hands as she takes in its details.
(Before letting it go, and watching as the snow falls to the ground.)
She feels like she could stay like this, forever taking in the beauty that is a snowy winter. She wonders what would happen if she were fall into the snow.
(Her body relaxes more and her eyelids grow more heavy at the thought. But still she fights to stay awake.)
A tired smile appears on her face at the idea, as it is far too tempting. She could do it, fall into the snow and let it cover her with its cold Winter's blanket.
(Then she could rest. Then she could-.)
The loud ring of her phone rips her from her thoughts, and she blinks away any fatigue in her body in favor of pulling her phone from her pocket. She looks at the caller id and feels a scowl finds its way on her face.
(What does he want.)
Her finger hovers over the hang up button ready to decline the call, but she stops and instead answers the call.
"What do you want Blanca?"
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Ⓒ 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝟛𝟙𝟚
An: Ok so I may have been gone for a while and not update, and that partly because I been lazy. As well as lacking motivation and have been in a funk. Condersing the fact that my family hasn't be doing to well, but now that it's better expect a new chapter for Violet or Émerveiller. Thank you for those who read my stories here, on Ao3, Tumblr, Quotev, or even on fanfiction.net. I really means a lot to, especially those who interact, so again thank you.
