Kirby's POV:
I start panting as I was tryna keep up with the train to Charlotte, "NO STOPPP WAIT" I
shouted. Just before the train doors started closing, I managed to sprint through and get in almost getting squashed by the door, ugh. Just as I sat down lies a mustache man who's BLACK... "HEY- isn't that my seat?" I said, and the mustache man goes "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize this was your seat but I guess we got the same seat by coincidence" mustache man said with a smile. I blushed, "it's okay you can have my seat.." I said.
Elijah's POV:
Is this man a deadbeat carrying a journal around? I thought to myself. Though he's pretty cute... but I shouldn't be making assumptions whether or not he's taken; he probably is for a face like that. "EXCUSE MEEEEEE" Kirby said, "WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME AS IF WE HAVE A PROBLEM?!" He shouted loud enough for everyone to hear, fuck. "WYMM?? I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable- it was just a look-" I defended, and then he threw his BACKPACK AT ME. Everyone gasped and he started throwing hands at me, so I used the ultra wakanda 3000 foreshadower power back at him. "TAKE THIS!" I said as I laughed at him becoming weaker, then he did the unexpected... HE GRABBED A AK47- "HOLY SHIT!" I said as I started to run.
*POW POW POW POW POW*
he shoots up the entire train and now it's a liquor of blood everywhere. "HANDS UP" police says as they all then Kirby RUNS AWAY and Elijah is traumatized by the amount of blood spills in the train!
Kirby's POV:
OMFG I thought to myself as I'm COOKED AS LIL NAS X. The police come up to me and told me to turn around as they grab my arms and handcuffs me. "DAMN IT LET ME.. GO!!!" I shouted as my life was on the literal LINE because of that wakanda 3000- whatever his fucking name is- I JUST WANNA BE FREE.
*at the local police station *
Jesus, everyone here smells like ice spice I thought to myself as the scent came up to me and it STANK oou girl lemme tell you. Then just as I was mopping, I see another inmate who looks familiar... "RAYSHADOWLEGENDS?!" I said in shock as I stopped mopping. He looked up at me and smiled. "Hey Kirby." he said, "hi" I replied back. We talked while doing chores about how we both ended up here, he told me he was here because he committed murder in Detroit while also selling fentanyl to 12 year olds who vape for a living. "Oh..." I said as that was not the ray I ENVISIONED back in highschool, he chuckled and told me it's not like he's the devil since he was atleast trying to make a living.
After hours of cleaning dog shit, I finally had my break. Too bad they sentenced me 18 years in prison I thought as I let out a huge sigh.
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Romance⚠️ Disclaimer: this is based on my two friends but for the sake of their privacy, I swapped their names up to Elijah and Kirby. 🤍 In the city of charlotte.. lays a MUTANT TEENAGE NINJA TURTLE name Kirby, and a nerdy ARTISTIC boy name Elijah who met...
