Who tf is still here? Short chapter. Sorry. This will probably take you (according to Wattpad) "48 seconds to read."
Me: Okay, it could have been zero if I didn't update fym.
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Everyone raced through the hallways of the manor, some dressed in their sleeping garments. Lorna dashed out of her room, bumping into a scowling Axel who wasn't really fully awake.
He mumbled unintelligible words about going to bed but was dragged by Lorna to where the others were. Everyone was surrounding a door that belonged to the "old drunk pervert," as most would call him.
And there the said man sat, dead of course. A glass of wine as red as the blood stain on his shirt rested on the arm of his chair.
"Oh my god. Poor Simon. Wait, was his name Simon? Cement? Siemen? Whatever, poor guy. Who's name kinda sounds like sperm."
Goddamnit, Axel.
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I'm so sorry for this pathetic chapter.
Usually, I do better, but this whole thing was based off memories from the show. There will be more chapters, but don't rush me.
Actually. No.
You guys need to get on my ass about this because I will seriously forget.
Later,
-TØBS
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