3:ʟɪᴠᴇ ꜰᴀꜱᴛ, ᴅɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ

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ᴡɪʟʙᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴠ:

~Three weeks later~

The sun hung low in the sky. The once bright, clear sky, now a dark blue. As the sun hide behind the landscape, it's light retreating with it. The city lights glow like stars. A faint hum of upbeat music and crickets comfort me.

I dug through my pockets grabbing two small boxes. Reluctantly, I look away from the gorgeous view, to look at the boxes. One was a box of matches, whilst the other was a box of cigarettes.

I open the cigarette cartridge. Only three were left, Damn. I take one anyways, putting one in my mouth. The took a match, and after a couple of tries, I light it.

Quickly I lit the cancer stick, inhaling the smoke. Savoring every chemical. I breathed out a cloud of smoke. I watched as the fire that the match provided, quickly ran down the short stick, it got closer to my fingers, I let it burn me.

I felt the burning of my skin, and smiled. The flame went out quickly. It hurt but, that's the thing about being alive. You feel things. That meant everything to me.

Normally instead of matches I'd have my lighter, It must have fallen out of the pocket that had a hole in it, while me and Quackity where arguing earlier.

I'll ask If he knows where it is tomorrow. Next time I see Tommy I'll ask him to fix my coat as well.

I in haul the cigarette one last time, then put it out. I'll stay out here a bit longer. It's nice.


A/N I wrote and typed all of this in school, On the school computer <3



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