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❝ after all these years , you're here . ❞
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『 CHAPTER ONE 』 NONE : point of view
JUST WHAT DID YOU DO TO DESERVE THIS ?
" Yoo-hoo ! "
" VANROUGE WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE WITCH OF THORNS ARE YOU DOING ?! "
You may be wondering , what the hell is going on ? Because that's a good question to ask ! The first thing you see that sentence .
So , to sum it up first , you have a surprise visitor .
Excellent , lovely . Exciting even ! No , no , it is most definitely not the exciting part , just .... No . You just refuse to accept bullshit in the middle of the night .
With that happening , your annual depression night was avoided for the meantime , woohoo ! Isn't it lovely ? A night where you aren't finally depressed . Honestly you weren't quite sure . You were used to it ... The sudden change was odd .
Very odd , for you .
It's as if it was the universal sign of telling you ' alright woman , it's time to stop being depressed now . Here , have a cookie . ' Sort of thing you know ? Yeah , you get it .
Ha ... ! Jokes on Twisted Wonderland though , you're still a depressed bitch , only by a little — but depressed still ! Not as bad as before hm ? You're still a bit sulky though , having your night ruined — not that it wasn't already ruined in the first place , anyways .
Now all you need , is the cookie ...
Ah , unfortunately though , no cookies here — because instead of a treat at your front doorstep , no . Fate had other plans instead to make your night eventful . Maybe ? Maybe not . Because right now , there's totally not a former war general at your house soaking wet from the rain while protectively holding a pristine white bundle in his arms , a color to put an emphasis on his dark attire that was the usual aesthetic he has .
