𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢𝔰

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⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗛 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗢𝗡 𝗔 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗬.

the blinds inside of her room are completely shut alongside the curtains, yet the breeze passes by like she'd never made an effort to keep it out. isn't it summer? why does it have to be so cold right now. it's exactly two am when she rose out of bed, shivering, looking around for another blanket that wouldn't subside the chilliness.

after finding said blanket on the side of her bed due to her wild sleeping habits. she fell back asleep in no time. having a wonderful dream she'd instantly forget when the time approached six. the whole experience is taken away from her when something ringing awfully close to her ear wakes her right up.

the vibration makes her wet, allergy filled eyes open slowly. she searches for the sound and only notices it's the device when her case shakes rapidly. the chart of crankiness is at its limit when the vibration stops, and she wonders if that was a sign for her to just go back to bed.

she's beyond the word 'tired' and finally takes her second chance at sleep. pulling the three sheets over her neck, a little whimper falling from her chapped lips from the heat. she shuts her eyes.

ring , ring , ring!

" oh my fucking!- "

- she's grumbling out into the room, hitting the pillow to her right side to find the phone. it's not hard to find... but because of how early it was and how much sleep she was running on and seeing the number six at the top of the phone. she can't help but answer the call with a rude- " hello?! "

" damn hey, were you sleeping? " oh... she knows that voice. raspy and sort of loud considering how early it is. she squeezes her eyes closed and sighed. " yeah i was, sorry. what's wrong? " she replies with a scratchy voice. she's sure the call won't last long, they usually don't with nishinoya around the daytime.

" you can't scream alright? " having someone say not to scream prepares her to scream. she whines. it's too early for foolery and knowing noya, he could be in jail right now. she actually asked him if he's in a cell and he said. " baby i'd never get caught! " as if that was any better.

" then what's wrongggg " she drags. bringing her sheet to her mouth and laying the phone, that she had to put on speaker, on the pillow next to her. it would've fallen from her hands on her face around this time, she could practically see it.

she's trying to find any possible bad thing to scratch off the list. he's not in jail, she's sure if tanaka was in jail he would've said that. her brother didn't do anything stupid. his sneaky link isn't acting up or from what she knew, she wasn't. what the hell is wrong!?

" i'm like one hundred percent sure oikawa soft launched you. "

the brain correlating to her brain is at the point of reaching its destination then it fails. a cold, evil chill runs down her back. it's even colder than the wind seeping into her room.

she's quiet, then she hums, then she screams loudly.

nishinoya let out a hearty laugh and she curls into a ball for the time being. she isn't thinking when she says a quick bye to him. she just doesn't want to shift her anger onto him. wait she isn't even mad? looking at the phone in disbelief, he's right. sadly, nishinoya was right.

it's a single picture -- it almost feels weird to see '𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗧𝗼𝗿𝘂𝗢𝗶𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮𝟭' at the top of the page. she's beyond freighted but not in a bad way. well yeah actually in a bad way. she's scared of the results, but she's actually stoked by the discovery.