A/N: This is a random world of interesting characters + dark humor & regular humor
Mature audiences only and forewarning I'm getting back into writing after stopping to attend college.
🎶 When I see you cryyy, oh it makes me smile, oh it makes me smile 🎶
🎶 At first I feel bad for a while and then I just smile, I go ahead and smile 🎶
Music silently plays into my ears as the fall wind blows throughs my hair
Okay, I think I got down the routine of this city
CITY OF NEW YORKK~
I slowly walk back to my apartment thinking what just happened over the past week.
You had recently graduated college and was back home with family thinking over what you'd like to do for the rest of your life.
Everything took a turn for an event when you were overwhelmed on how much time you wanted to stay home or just immediately leave.
One night you decided to pack up and yeet yourself onto the plane with your last funds to had saved up.
When you first arrived here, you choose to live with a rando. A guy, however he was apart of the girls so you didn't feel sacred to move in.
The apartment was small and it was a studio. He had a twin bed on one side and you had a twin on the other.
You honestly thought how you would have any privacy or friends over but, since I didn't have any money to my name I couldn't complain.
My appearance changed a bit. I decided to have a short bob as I knew my hair would go out eventually.
"B- you a ain't sh!t" A random teenage runs slams into me spilling their coffee on me.
"Tf you kidding" I gasp
My anger issues starts to swell up inside my clenching my fists. This was one off the teenagers that would frequently visit the small coffee shop I worked at.
For some reason the moment I first worked there he was hellbent on making my life really hard.
I look at him running away with his group of friends.
"RICKEY WHEN I CATCH YOU RICKEY..!"
Steaming my lungs out almost hyperventilating, I try to calm down. How can I let a group of teenagers get me down? Honestly, maybe I would be just like him if I grew up here in a big city. Who knows...
I sign and look at my white sweater covered in coffee stained color now.
"Just great man" I stand there deciding if it's been worth it being here for the past 3 months.
I ripped off my sweater to just have my blue tank top show. This was better than staying in the sweater that will start to become cold as the wind blows.
I immediately stop the music and start angry stomping my way home, I was only five minutes away so honestly I didn't care how people perceived me at this point.
...............
"Jack dude, you can't be mooching your s/o in this small as*s place"
After flopping on the twin sized bed, groaning I noticed some noises coming from behind me
He giggles and throws one of his stuffed animals at my head.
"Seriously like we're in the same space and I just can't... it feels like a threesome to be honest"
I slightly whisper as I tuck my head more under my pillows.
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I Got Doxxed by "6"
General Fiction"You... you pushed me out of that plane. You tried to kill me!" Six's laughter cut through the chilling air like a blade. "Oh, Bunny Boo, don't be so dramatic. It was just a little test, a taste of what's to come." He confirms her worst nightmare, h...
