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[Y/N] yawned getting off the couch as she walked to the kitchen lazily. She opened the refrigerator as she took out the cake, setting it down on the table. She cutted a piece out of it, putting it on the plate. She blankly stared at the plate before shaking her head and she'd cut yet another piece of cake and set it down on the plate. Satisfied she'd grab the plate and head inside the living room, setting the cake down in the table. She stopped abruptly, "God Damn it--" She turned around running inside the kitchen as she grabbed a fork. Sighing in annoyance she headed inside the living room once again and took a seat in the couch, and grabbing the plate and the remote. Leaning against the couch she opened the television. She, feeling bored opened Netflix and started to watch Durarara, again. She grinned amused as she watched her favorite character, Izaya Orihara popped up on the screen. Using his normal, cunning yet charming personality to tick off the people.
Yep, The great Orihara that had two sisters--who had a "special" relationship. [Y/N] grinned, as she watched the scene Shizuo try to catch Izaya once again, and of course, failing. She took a bite out of her cake, glad that she finally had a day off. Yep, The great [Y/N] was an astronomer. A well-respected person in her office in fact. [Y/N] set the plate down annoyed as she heard the doll bell ring. "Hell--Who knocks at freaking 11 Pm!?" [Y/N] said, confused and angry. She walked to the door annoyed as she took off the blanket that she had wrapped herself with. She grumpily, fixed her hair to look more presentable for whoever the person outside the door was. "I swear if there is no one there--I will kill myself."She mumbled, opening the door. "Fucking hell. There is nobody here." She said, looking around. "Guess I will have to just kill myself---After I finish the anime, all the anime." She said, making up an excuse not to die. Well, she did want to die, but as a coward she was, she was too scared to meet the beautiful death.
"Mhhm," [Y/N] said, turning around only to be stopped when she heard a chuckle. She turned around, confused. A male with a black coat that had a brown fur lining that goes down to his hips, along with a plain black long sleeved v-neck, pants. He was grinning, for some weird reason a knife in his hands. Of course, like a 'smart' young lady she has slammed the door--well the person did appear to be like her favorite character but--She couldn't just die yet--She hadn't watched all the anime that existed in this universe.
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[An Image of the Unknown Man]
"Hell--Fuck me. Why would there be a creepy yet handsome looking guy outside my door in the middle of the night?" She said, glaring at the door. She looked through the door hole, only to see the Izaya look-alike still there, standing but this time with a frown. She tilted her head confused as she watched the person put the knife away and knock at the door once again.
"Hey--Sorry for startling you." The male said, not using the word 'scaring' as he knew this would trigger you. How? Well, who knows. You nodded your head, That's right! You weren't scared you were just startled. You grinned proudly opening the door. "Yea--I was just startled." You looked at the person up and down---Damn he really did look like the gorgeous Orihara. "Anyways? What are you doing here? I mean it's 11 o'clock." You asked confused. "Well--You see you are my favorite character and I know how it ends and well...I want to change it." He said, staring at you.
"Favorite character, End? Are you alright?" You questioned, well you were crazy about anime and stuff but--this was hard to believe. "Wait, Who are you anyway?" He gave you a small smile, his hand in his chest. "My beautiful young lady, You are talking to the great and the one and only Izaya Orihara." Just as he said that the second season episode one started, one by one the characters appeared in the screen and there he was. Izaya Orihara right after Shizuo. [Y/N] stared at the screen, before looking at the man that claimed to be Izaya, her favorite character. She repeated the steps, again, again and again. "Well, Fuck."
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