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' HONEY . . . ' ──a one piece fanfiction created / edited 10.19.23
authors note ; ooo. i had a massive headache while writing this 😓 ooo. also, id love it if yall would comment more on my chapters 😓🫂 ooo. also tysm for the support (*☻-☻*)
ooo. i tighten my grip on his collar, my shoulders trembling. "How dare you... steal toji's writing?!" I yell as i grip his collar so much it was like i was chocking the man, who whimpers as he ends up having to rip the collar of his shirt off, and then some guards of some type come to hold me back, though i was so angry at that moment, i couldnt care.
"I'll kill you, You bastard!!" I shout at monoma- some spit coming from how utterly pissed i was at this moment. Luffy was staring as this scene unfold silently shockingly.
"How dare you... you bastard!! How dare you steal a story!! Much less toji's!! And you... you ruined it!! You copied it, and you made a story he took his time on... and made it worse!! I'll kill you, bastard!!" I yell, angered. Monoma pauses,
"T-that's what your mad about?! Your really crazy!! Just for having a face and body like that, your actually a crazy woman!!" Monoma sputters, pointing a finger.
I grit my teeth, "I don't give a crap if im crazy or not!! Because your a bastard!! You stole a story, and you didn't feel anything about it!! How dare you!! Being a writer is supposed to be something you care for and do with passion!!! You... you just copied it!! How dare you?!" I yell, angered, monoma freezes as he swallows hard. I grit my teeth as i drop him, i glare down at him.
"Tonight... I'll kill you" i grit as i stare down at him harshly in anger. Monoma shakily gets up before running away, i turn and i storm away, the guards get shoved away as i rush off.
"Hey, momoko!" Luffy calls out, but i ignore him.
ooo. making my way up to a hill, i was alone as i told the others i just wanted to be by my self for a while, and most of them reluctantly agreed, or just simply agreed with it.
I had my hands in my short pockets as i changed out into a outfit consisting of a teal tank-top, a white belt, black shorts, my usual beach sandals, my usual bracelets, necklace, and lastly my hat, and i decided to leave my hair down unlike how i had my hair tied in a ponytail at first.
