Yandere X Reader
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Anyway, this is all a bit of fun; don't take anything to seriously. If you're going to shit on this book, the door is waiting for you - but if it's constructive criticism or you want it to be taken d...
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31st December 1985
Fuck my dad. Fuck those assholes. Fuck that place.
It's just me now.
I'm finally on my own.
Fuck all the people who said I couldn't do it as well.
My new house is really shitty. A home break-in scene waiting to happen, but it's only temporary - until I can get enough money to move. Or maybe I should just get myself a rich husband.
I throw myself down onto the maroon sofa that sat underneath the large window. I can't afford curtains. I twist my head to look at my second hand television that sits skewiff in the middle of the room on the floor. A video player next to it, waiting for its next shitty movie.
I should probably head to blockbuster - celebrate a successful day of carrying boxes around a creaky house.
I threw a coat on over my comfy clothes. I hadn't unpacked any mirrors yet, but I knew makeup from yesterday still decorated my tired face. Let's just hope I don't look like a complete mess.
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The journey over didn't take that long. A five minute walk? The door lightly jingled as I pushed it open. I can't believe this place is open. It's nearly the new year. The last day of 1985 is today and will officially end in....
I check my watch. 22:52
This shitty year will end in an hour and 8 minutes. This place never closes. Let's start the new year right. I do feel bad for the worker though. I look at the man behind the counter. Kinda tall, cool mullet, orange tinted glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. Let's go annoy him.
"Hey there." I grab his attention, walking over to the till. I lean my elbow against the bar and face the empty shop.
"Hello. How may I help you?" He replies as if he were a robot.
"I want to know why you're working instead of going out or staying at home." I give the guy a smile and face him.
"I could ask you a similar question." He raises an eyebrow, resting his back on the shelves stocked with movies behind him.
"Just moved. I don't know anyone. Not really into New Year's anyway." I answer with a light shrug.
"Need to earn money for drugs." he lets out a chuckle at his reasoning to my previous question and I laugh as well with a shake of my head.
