Starry, Poisonous, Night

Them

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"Oi. I heard that those two bastards are coming over." Midnight snarled. Coming back into their bedroom. Cobra stopped playing with Cubellious to stare at Midnight.

"Those bastards?" Cobra lifted an eyebrow.

"Yes. Those bastards." 

"Why are they coming here?" Cobra growled. Running a hand down his face. Midnight walked to the bed to sit down. 

"That's what I'd really like to hear as well." Midnight snarled, lying down on the bed. Feeling a sort of irritation or agitation against the two men. Shit. He cussed in his head. Never have I felt more hate than this. . . He said to himself.

"Do you think the woman'll tell us?" Cobra inquired, wondering if the girl would inform them instead of making it a surprise for them, even though they already knew.

"Cobra! Midnight!" A voice boomed from downstairs.

"Well, we'll find out soon enough." Midnight muttered, getting up from the bed and walking downstairs right behind Cobra. As soon as the two got down, they saw Lucy have an uncomfortable look on her face, rubbing her hands together as they made their way towards the blonde. 

"C-Cobra. . . Midnight. . ." Lucy muttered. She didn't know how to break it to them. The two hated Mest and Lahar--she wasn't oblivious to that fact at all. "M-Mest and Lahar are coming over to see how everything is going." 

"Ahuh. . . and what do you want us to do about it?" Midnight spat. 

"I just want you guys to try to get along and all. . ." Lucy looked up at the two. "Please?" The platinum-blonde pleaded. Cobra and Midnight looked at each other before sighing and turning away to go back upstairs. 

"Fine." They both said. 

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I'VE UPDATED THIS BOOK! YAYYY! (and it's so short, too. Hehe. . .) 

So. . . my grade are like--completely insensitive little attention wh*res. I mean--

I've been the nicest to them! I've treated them with kindness! And what do they do?! They take it for granted! It's so unfair! And, my friend told me that I'll burst soon, and she's right. I've been losing my patience with my school/classmates. For what? Nearly nine years I've been keeping it in to not curse at their faces! 

Sigh. . . just a little rant. . but, there's good news however:

Last night, I felt so warm and nice--'cause I had a lot of friends in my school. Of course, I know quality is better than quantity. And it's true! They're all extremely hilarious and fun to be with. Loud and weirdos. But, I still love them. However, of course, I always worry about them. I really do see them as family, and it's a fun family. One time, we had a full convo about farts for about an hour or so. We shared our experiences. It was really enjoyable. 

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed!

Ja ne~~