I was back from the hospital, and I realised, ONLY A FEW MORE DAYS FOR TATINOF AUSTRALIA! Time flies really quickly.
The doctor said that I need to rest my a lot, which I do anyway, so not a big deal. I should probably start packing my bag, said my brain. Nah, I replied, we've still got a few more days ahead of us. Just chill.
Phil left in the morning, saying he'll be back by noon. It's 2:30 pm. He's really bad at noticing the time. He said he was going to the park, but he didn't say why. I decided not to question him, but now I'm REALLY curious.
I was really bored. And I was feeling too lazy for video games. So naturally, my body gravitated towards the refrigerator, wanting food. This time, I was very careful not to slip on anything. My head's too precious. Obviously, there was nothing in the fridge. So I thought I should make a sandwich.
I took out the toaster, took out two slices of bread, and put it in. Meanwhile, I took my phone and played music on shuffle. Unfortunately, the first song was 'Welcome to the Black Parade'. I'm not saying it's a bad song. It's a good song. A little too good. And it has so many memories attached to it. Whenever this song comes on, I stop doing whatever I'm doing and just go into this trance. I'll be standing still, my head low, staring at the ground, thinking about the good ol' days when MCR was together.
And that's what happened right now. I was next to the toaster, feeling depressed. I didn't even have the willpower to change the song.
When almost half the song had passed, the toaster made a 'ding' kinda sound. I reached out my hand to take the bread out, which I shouldn't have, since I was still in a trance. My hand grasped one bread, but it also touched the metal part of the toaster, which was SUPER hot. I screamed "OH MY FUCKING GOD" and took my hand out, knocking out a jar full of water. The jar fell and broke into pieces. The bread that was in my hand flew away and somehow hit my phone, knocking it off the counter. It met the same fate as the jar. "Not my phone!" I whined to no one in particular.
The whole kitchen was a mess. This just shows that I do not belong to the kitchen, no matter how good I am at cooking. I sighed. Now I have to clean it all up. I couldn't do it alone. I'm too lazy for that. So I thought about Phil
I was about to call him using the telephone, but before I could, the door bell rang. I went up to the door, which is very tiring, because, since I was in the living room, I had to climb down two flights of stairs. *sigh*
I opened the door to reveal Phil standing outside with a big smile on his face. "Phil, hey! You took so long, I thought you were fucking dea-"
I stopped. I looked down realised that Phil was was holding something.It was a fucking hamster cage with a fucking hamster inside.
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Hey guys! Im really sry for these past two boring-ass chapters. It's those kinda times where you have the motivation and the time, but no fucking idea of what to write. I tried my best, cos I didn't want a big gap between my chapters.Anyway, I just wanted to inform you guys that I have my exams from 13th to 25th of October, so please understand if I take too long.
I'm giving a shoutout to tris2117 and RecklessLassie cos you guys HAVE to check out their books. THEY'RE AMAZING. And also, they're really good frens of mine :)
IM JUST CRYING COS MY FIRST EXAM IS PHYSICS AND ON THE SECON DAY I HAVE BIOLOGY AND ENGLISH TOGETHER. GUYS PRAY FOR ME.
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Cold Fury [DISCONTINUED]
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