"Dear tacos diary,
Mic used to keep one of these. She always said it was to "express her emotions". My advice was to just tell people to fuck off but she never listened to that. I guess since I can't talk to anyone writing in this cheap little notebook will have to do. "
It took taco a moment to get the right words.
"So basically, everyone hates me. Not a problem, im quite used to it. But why the hell did I almost attack pickle? Self defense? Please, I thought I was over that bullshit excuse. I was doing OK. I was becoming a better person. But i had to just fuck it up didn't I?"
Taco scribbled angrily on the page, her pencil broke, and she switched to a plain pen branded with "hotel oj" on it.
"Im back at the season one grounds, i missed how bright everything was, how simple it was. Im sitting at the original elimination area as i write this. Its almost nostalgic. I have my headphones on as well, theres not much to hear though. Maybe some time here can clear my head, i need it, badly.
Thanks for listening, cheap notebook."
Taco set her things into her bag and looked over to a batch of trees, lemon trees. She walked over to them and stared at the fresh batch of lemons on them.
She climbed on a tree and thought for a second. She picked a lemon and popped it into her mouth.
"Bleh!" She shot the lemon, it slammed into the ground as she coughed. "Huh." She said to nobody, "so i can still do that."
(A/n: THIS IS SO AWKWARD BUT IDK HOW TO DESCRIBE IT)
She picked 2 more and decided to eat one, ignoring how sour it was. She decided to worry about food and shelter later, tonight would be clear and dry, and she had packed plenty of food.
She sat back at the elimination area with her things as the sun went down. She looked at the outlet, plenty were kept around, and plugged in a light. she set up her campsite with a place to sleep and threw up her tent.
"I guess I just...figure things out." Taco whispered to herself as she lay back against her pillow.
"Its just going to take time."
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Lemon trees - ii au
FanfictionTaco has worked at hotel oj for almost a year now. She hates her job for the most part. One day she gets into a fight and hasnt been seen since. Microphone, knife, and pickle all team up to try and find her. /////// Description sucks ik. !!SEQUEL TO...
