"Fuck, here comes Prince Charming..." Widow groaned.
"Hi, Mr.Widow!" Jay gleefully waved and sat down next to him.
"Nope. Go away. I'm on break." Widow muttered.
"Oh, me too! We can be on break together!"
"I'm going to get you lobotomized."
"I have no clue what that means!"
"Stupid dumb twink dumb dumb..." Widow tapped his fingers on the table.
"You say such mean things for my best friend."
"I'm your best friend? That's sad. It's definitely not like that the other way around."
"Aw, cheer up! So gloomy! You have such big eye bags! Do you get 8 hours or more of sleep every night? You should! It's good for you and your skin and it also improves your mood! Did you know that in 1983, a....."
Oh my god... Please, shut up... Widow sighed. "Do you ever shut up?" He glared at Jay.
"Nope!"
"Okay..."
"Phew! I'm thirsty! Want something to drink?"
"Go away."
"Okay!" Jay walked away to the other side of the break room. A few moments later, a loud thud. Widow didn't have the energy to look, and he wasn't that curious to put his slow brain power to use for it. He did peek out from the corner of his eyes, not that he could see much anyway. Just the floor and a few papers scattered all over. He could see someone sitting down on it, which was weird because no one in their right mind would sit on their office building's dirty ass floor. He did hear footsteps approaching him. "Hey, do you happen to have a jacket or something...? I don't want to get in trouble..." Widow finally looked up. It that stupid ass twink again. The thud must've been from that transfer girl knocking into him, hence the scattered papers and the girl half-dazed on the floor. "Chiyori bumped into, and I spilled my water..." Widow's slow ass finally processed everything, Jay's white shirt slowly becoming transparent due to the water.
"...AY, WHAT THE FUCK-"
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Black Jay
Romance"Hey, that's a nice picture. Did you take it?" Widow asked. "Hm?" Jay swerved around in his chair. "Oh, no. My mother took it for me." He smiled. "What kind of bird is it? Did she tell you?" Widow asked. "It's a songbird. They're my fiance's favorit...
