"Dirk strider => walk down the colorless streets."
Your name is Dirk strider,
And you are forever alone.
That has to be the only explanation!
You tell yourself reassuringly, although somewhere deep down inside you know that you will find your soulmate soon, hopefully at least.
As you walk down the sullen empty streets you notice a short brown haired male in a hurry with papers in his hands,
He crosses the street over to you in what seems to be a hurry.
Dirk => examine the fine specimen.
Maybe specimen was not the best choice of words, but it does not matter because the male is already in view and you do not rush to get a full glance at him.
The first thought you have is
"Holy shit he's hot.."
And then it hits you, that the man who you are admiring is looking back at you with the same look in his eyes, his jaw dropped, and he seems to want to say something.
Oh well.
But then it hits you,
Almost as hard as a car would hit a tree going 90 mph running from someone that they didn't want to.
Dirk => you can see now.
The colors are almost breathtakingly vibrant, no words could describe them, or at least none in your vocabulary.
You notice Jake looking around and at you,
And soon you see his lips part and produce this miraculously thick,British accent.
"Well g-golly.."
"My names Jake English.. And I think that we're soul mates.."
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(C) o l o r b l i n d.
Hayran KurguEverything's black and white until you find your lover. Then things turn to color. But when your lover's dead, It reverses things in your head.
