A/N. Hey guys.. it's been a little while, I've taken a break for my own good. I'm slowly getting back into the grove of things!!
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This fucking mask sucks.. its so hard to see out of, but for the sake of everyone else you'll have to get used to it..
You've been zoned out for a good 5 minutes just staring at the wall, the other ghouls are all just sitting around the tables in the dining hall.
You snap back into reality with someones hand in front of your face, you quickly go to slap the their hand and look over to see Swiss holding his hand..
"Ow.. Y/N!! That really hurt!" Swiss squeaks at you in a whiny tone.
"Then you shouldn't have stuck your hand in front of me." You say, glaring at him through the goggles in your new mask..
You guys have had this new attire for around one and a half week now..
Your vision has slowly adjusted to the lack of light glaring through the mask, which makes it harder for you to see certain colored items..
Luckily no one has accidentally tripped yet.. accept for you.. it was only once and thank satan you saved yourself from busting your own ass..
Sister Imperator has been having the whole band practice alongside Cardinal Copia, we all speculate that he may be chosen as the next papa.. but it's a crazy theory due to generations of the papas being from father to son strictly..
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A/N sorry for yet again another short part, my writers block hits like bricks..
Hope you all enjoyed though🖤
Word count: 276 words.
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Antisocial.
Fanfiction𓃱 Antisocial. 𓃱 ' "ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴛᴀʟʟ?" ᴅᴇᴡ ᴀꜱᴋꜱ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ..'"ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ?" ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱᴋ ʜɪᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱʟʏ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ.' A book in which Y/N who's born a ghoulette is summoned to work with the unholy church to help the band as...
