Serendipidity

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Just a random short I wrote while listening to BTS Jimin singing Serendipity

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Elizabeth POV

I rubbed my hand up and down the legs of my jeans, enjoying the slight burning feeling that came with it. With my free hand, I brought the stick up to my lips and let the poisonous gas fill my lungs.

A soft smile took over my face as I breathe out the gas, attempting to make a perfect circle. I laid back against my roof, chuckling at my failure and taking in the sunset.

The once crystal clear and baby blue sky was now filled with pink, red, and navy colors. It felt as though I were looking at a Renaissance painting and the brushstrokes helped to clear away my anxieties.

Once again, I brought the stick to my lips, savoring the sweet relief it brought me.

The poison helped to feel at peace-something I could rarely experience.

For long moments, I stay there in my peace, breathing in lung fulls of Death's vapor and watching the sky until it turned black.

This was my serendipity.

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