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[‼️warnings for this chapter: jokes of death, swearing! ]

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[‼️warnings for this chapter: jokes of death, swearing! ]

02►𝗢𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗝𝗮𝘇𝘇.

📍𝗟/𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲!

𝙎𝗡𝗨𝗚𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘, deeper into my pillow I check how much time I have left to enjoy the comfort of my bed, "𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣𝙞𝙩, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 7:58. 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧." I concluded, throwing my duvet blanket off of myself, brushing my teeth before analysing my face after last night's skincare.

" what the hell? My ache cleared after I forgot to put that cheap ass lotion that dude sold me! " I grumbled, rereading the ingredients of said lotion, "I might have to sniper kill him after spending 3,042¥(20$) on this cow milk crap."

Finishing my skincare without that lousy lotion of course. I grab my purposely two sizes big, white blazer. Grabbing my chunky loaders, with my leg warmers already secured. I finish the outfit by packing my saxophone up and applying my [fave flavor] lip-gloss. "N/n, get down here before this bento gets cold and snoggy!" My mom groaned, pushing back her bleach blonde hair with roots h/c.

Jumping down the last two steps, I fall forward over the half cut pink rug. Dropping my lipgloss in the process. Onto the rug that prayed for my mishap. "Shit, are you okay-" my mom yelped, her cheetah print house slides glided across the kitchen to living room hardwood.

as she reached from my face, only for her head to meet with a rolled up news paper. Grandma Keiko, now hair shaded with a darker gray and leaning against a cane. "Watch your tongue, no 'mother' swears like a teenager!" Grandma scolded scooting past her winching daughter to assist the offspring.

"Obaasan..my forehead hurts..!" I whined leaning my head into my grandma's wrinkled, vein through hands. My bruised/reded/sore forehead gaining Its own heartbeat for a couple of secs before I felt a cold metal object make contact with it. "Stay still, Y/n moving to fast can cause you to faint!" Keiko warned, someone appearing with a stethoscope. "Now, let's get through the 12 step process of making sure you don't have a concussion. "

"𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗜𝗡-‼️"

"𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗜𝗡-‼️"

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