Been a while...but here it is...
I feel a lot better as I wrote this chapter. Definitely.
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Today was the halloween event, October 30th, 3 hours before 5 pm.
I, Gotou Hitori, was running around rampant for a good halloween costume. And when I found none, it was either I go to the event without a halloween costume and stand out ( which is worse than death ), or I enter the event with my own DIY blanket ghost ( which was what I was about to do until-- )
" Oh my gosh! You look so adorable, Hitori-chan~!" My mother praised as she snapped plenty of pictures.
"M-M-M-Mom....do I really have to--"
" Hey, stay still, Hitori-chan. You wouldn't want the blood getting into your eye, right?" My dad lightly scolded me as he kept me still before painting my face with the blood.
" Big sis looks so goofy! But this is fun!" My little sister, Futari, said while brushing my maid dress with the blood as well.
I don't want to go to the halloween event anymore...
Especially looking like this....
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" Nijika-senpai what in the world are you wearing...?" Kita asked, as she observed the golden girl's ' costume'.
Nijika smiled in pain.
" Please don't mind it, Kita-chan." She earnestly requested.
" I had no choice." Nijika sulked in depression. Ryou turns away and snickers behind the cover of her hand, though it was still obvious that she was ridiculing Nijika for her costume.
She was dressed as a dorito bag.
" Ryou! Was this really the only costume you had?!" Nijika fumed.
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