Nicole had always believed that nice guys finish last. She has always been surrounded by people who thought of nothing, but themselves and their own desires. In retrospect, these environmental factors from her tragic upbringings had turned her heart...
This story only borrows a handful of major plot points from the original game, so don't expect a full-on copy-paste job.
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A/N: "Probably should've clarified. But, Nicole likes Jecka, Jecka likes (Y/N), and (Y/N) likes Nicole. It's a big fat love triangle and none of them know that one likes the other. I guess if Nicole is interested in dating (Y/N) it might produce some chemistry, I honestly don't think she'll reciprocate those feelings 100% because she's kind of a full-time misandrist, but imo I think she'd be open to it."
A/N: "Anyway this will be a (really) short Emily chapter. You know, since it can't be (Y/N) every single time. Let the characters build too!"
[Thursday; November 16th, 2007]
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🌟 𝔼𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 🌟
🄴🄼🄸🄻🅈'🅂 🄿🄾🅅
The world is a grayscale void, a dull place.
Everyone's a poser.
Shackled to their insecure shells of status.
Is it ironic that this place called 'The Land of the Free' is shackled by restraint, rules, and regulations? In a feeble attempt to announce peace, freedom, justice, security and liberty to the free people? The same cookie-cutter plan? Wake up. Work. Pay Taxes. Die.
You think that's freedom?
Yeah fuck that.
Why the fuck would I waste my life standing in some soulless mall, watching tweens squeal over stuffed pandas like it's the highlight of their existence?
That's not life. That's a slow, cushy death.
I want to go out in the most epic way possible. Maybe, bursting into flames, with a title called "This Girl is on Fire" until I shrivel up into nothing but burnt ashes.
