I stuff my mouth with the pure goodness called waffles. It's been awhile since I've hung out with Rue... I should probably text her.
Me: Hey. Sup?
Rue: Nothing. Just chillin
Me: Cool. Can I come over? Your bro's place, I'm guessing? Just give me the address and I'll be there at 7. Is that cool?
Rue: Yep
After she told me the address, I went out to the park, where it found out my next victim goes to every Wednesday between the times of 4:01p.m. and 4:10p.m. Then, the victim jogs until around 5:37p.m. At the latest, the 22 year old female leaves at 5:46p.m. after resting.
I bring my bag with all my necessary materials for my observing and pull the strap of the bag onto my covered shoulder. I sigh as I pull on my 'Death Note' Converse I bought with the money I stole from my last kill. Hey, I have to live too. I put on a black beanie ,that matches my red and black striped sweater, over my long brown hair. I brush my bangs out of the way of my golden brown eyes.
--Time Skip brought to you by 'Romano: He doesn't give a fuck'--
I let out an exhausted sigh. She hadn't come today. Oh well. "I guess I'll just read or something" I say to myself. I pick up a random manga and start reading it. I'll just go after I read this.
A/N This was so short... -_- Nothing much was supposed to happen in this chapter.
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