Descending into the Depths of Despair//Aarmau FF

Oh Ho Ho...Fuck You Garroth, Oh Wait, That's Kawaii~Chan's Job

I busted out my phone and hit record.

There in front of me was the perfect use of blackmail.

Garroth and his best friend's fling.

As I watched the forbidden seen unfold in front of me, I tried desperately to hold in my laughter.

Garroth was sitting at a red leather couch with about 6 bottles of beer laid out in front of him. On top of him was a close to nude Kawaii~Chan who was currently grinding on him.

"Heh. Garroth, you should really pay attention to your surroundings. Sorry, but I'm not weak. I'm not just gonna sit around while you all torment me. No, I'll make sure you receive every ounce of disrespect right fucking back." I whispered to myself.

I watched as Garroth started drooling and copying Kawaii~Chan's movements. Soon Kawaii~Chan dragged Garroth into the private room in the back of the club.

Being disgusted with the thought of entering the room, I instead open the curtain just a bit to wedge my phone between the wall and the bottom the velvety red couch, knowing they'd be too distracted to notice the curtain open. .

Thinking of the possibility that I could've seen "something", I walked away practically barfing.

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After their "playtime" I went back to the room and grabbed my phone, turning off the video.

I had a master plan to ruin the lives of those who ruined mine.

I walked out of the club and back to my quote on quote magical park bench.

But of course who do I find there waiting for me?

Vlyad.

"Hi Aphmau! So, what have you been up to? Would you also like to explain why the HELL YOU'RE OUT HERE AT 2:30 AM?!" He yelled.

I flinched at his screaming but just shrugged for an answer.

"Oh that's it? A shrug? Just *shrugs*?! That's all you have to say?!"

I nodded in response.

"You know what? Let's just go home before I EXPLODE! Okay? Okay." He said.

I really wanted to just start giggling surprisingly.

Wait.

Where did THAT come from..?

I haven't laughed in years..

But that was genuinely hilarious.

It wasn't a creepy, I'm going to fucking murder you in about two seconds kind of laugh, it was a real laugh.

But, whatever..

So I giggled.

And he turned his head around so fast, I swear to god he almost just broke his fucking neck.

"D-Did you just..? No...I must be going crazy.." Vlyad looked around a few times to make sure no one else was there giggling. "What....the....actual...-" He started.

"Language Mr.! You may be in highschool but do not follow my example! Got it?!" I said, staring straight at him.

Now it was his turn to giggle.

I like Vylad.

He's kind.

He's caring.

He's hilarious.

So now, I just have to figure out how in the hell he's related to Garroth in any way, shape, or form. 

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Vlyad and I walked into the house, talking. Well, more or less, he was trying to have a conversation with me but I just replied with witty remarks.

"Knock knock."

"Who's there..?" I grunted out.

"Orange."

"Orange who?"

"Orange you glad we're home?" He replied laughing.

I grunted back.

"It seems you failed to get my joke Aphmau."

"I didn't fail to get your joke, I simply refuse to." I said smirking at him.

Um.

He was on the floor...

"I-I *giggle* can't! That was too *snort* funny!" He said through laughter.

"Great. Glad I amuse you."

"Uh.."

Vlyad and I both turned around quickly to see Zane standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"Um. Hi big bro...?" Vylad said, unsure if his answer was "appropriate".

"Great answer dumbass." I replied.

Zane just stayed silent, staring between the two of us, well mostly he was staring at me.

Well this is awkward.

Good luck Vlyad.