"Raven!" a muffled voice shouted from outside my door. "Hey, Raven!"
I looked up just as my door was kicked open.
"Emergency! Emergency!" Angel yelled, stepping into my room.
"What!? What could you possibly want!?" I asked.
He grabbed onto my shoulders and started shaking me.
"We're out of Popsicles!"
"I... Excuse me, what?"
"Popsicles! We're out of popsicles!"
"You... I... what..."
He backed away as I dissociated. I shook my head and looked up at him.
"Why did you kick my door down for this?" I asked quietly. "Can't we just get more?"
"I checked. The store's all out," he replied. "The guy who bought the last box turned out to be Sir Pentious."
"Um, who?"
"I doesn't matter! Just get dressed and follow the sound of gunshots, okay? We're getting those popsicles."
I nodded, still confused. As soon as he left, I turned to my mirror.
"Now, I'm gonna go fight someone I've never met before," I mumble. "I don't want to leave a bad first impression, so what do I wear?"
I couldn't find anything nice, so I turned to my friend for help.
"Charlie, you dress well," I said, walking downstairs."I need help finding an outfit to wear to a fight."
She looked at me.
"Why would you need to dress up for that?" Charlie asked.
"Because I've never met him and he has popsicles!"
She looked confused. I started explaining what happened, pacing back and forth.
"And then he told me to 'follow the sound of gunshots'. It's Hell! There's gunshots everywhere!" I yelled, throwing my arms down.
"Well, knowing you, you're probably going to stay here until someone helps you, so come on," Charlie said, taking my hand and walking up the stairs.
"This is my room," she said, opening a door on the top floor. "Alrighty, let's see..."
She pulled a purple suit out of her closet and held it up to me.
"Try this."
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Hayran Kurgu(Archive Description) DONT READ THIS I WAS LIKE TWELVE WHEN I WROTE IT IT'S CRINGE
