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The glow of the laptop screen illuminated an isolated corner of your dark room, as you stared at it with a slight grin. Illustrations and bright lights of the music video danced across the monitor as it synced up to the tune of the music. You fiddled with one of your ear buds while the other pumped the beat of the song into your ears. Your head bobbed gently with the beat and you silently mouthed the lyrics as the song began to reach its big climax.
Bliss. Absolute bliss.
As of late, music had been your only source of relaxation; you felt like everything had been moving by too quickly for your tastes. School had been rushing to the end of the year while your job at a small cafe had started getting busier and busier. The piece de resistance was your father leaving for a business trip for a whole month, leaving you on your own for the time being. You had the choice of staying with your mother's house with your step-father and half-brother, but you preferred not losing your mind while under the same roof of that little gremlin.
Being alone for a month had quite a lot of advantages: you could sing aloud anytime you wanted, cook or buy your own food, and invite friends over. Well, if you managed to make any real friends. There was a bubbly boy named Feliciano that claimed you as one of his friends, but you honestly didn't think that the two of you hung out enough for you to be granted that title. The only person that you could actually comfortably talk to was your father. Being able to vent and talk to him was extremely therapeutic for you, and it would always be a pick-me-up at the end of the day. Now that he was gone for a while; you decided that more music would probably be a solution to stabilize yourself in his absence.
Now that you thought about it, there had been one other person at one point in time that actually took the time to sit and listen to your vents.
But that was a long time ago. You couldn't even recall who they were or what their name was, and you didn't doubt for a second that they had forgotten too. The only thing you could remember was how amazing it felt to be able to talk about your insecurities with someone other than your dad, and how it felt to have someone listen for once.
It was bliss.
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[a/n: welp, here we are. I never thought that I would ever come back to this, but here we are. As you can see already, there are a bunch of changes, but it's pretty much still the same plot! I hope you're as excited as I am with this reboot!! thanks for sticking around!]
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.:LONE DIGGER:. | Prussia x Reader
FanfictionYou deal with a lot in your life: anxiety, work, and school in general. You wish there was some time for you to actually crawl out of your little introvert bubble. When a opportunity shows up, you hesitantly take that chance. (RE-WRITE OF AN OLD FAN...
