Whoever told Y/n that mermen don't exist, was wrong on so many levels! But did she actually befriend one or was it all just part of her imagination after the occurred accident?
How is it possible that the Mythical person, with whom she 'supposedly'...
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Another week of unconventional distress went by. It seemed everything was fine with Law after that precarious day that was most certainly caused by sleep deprivation. At least, that was what I wanted to believe.
With the absence of verbal communication, including the shitty conversations we both served to each other daily, I decided (the most furious I'd ever been) to make an end to his inability to act as an adult.
And my counter attack was the one, which would give me the chance to kill the game. Only one of us could act as a child, and it wasn't the raven.
That morning I ignored all the concerned, 50 % perplexed and with a hint of curiosity flushed faces that pursued my confident marching until I disappeared deep into the basic, long hallways. It felt like a secretive round 2 that could bring me back the winner's title and demolish that deadpan grim.
While fully drenched and wearing a mere swimsuit, I purposefully smothered the cleaned floor with the refreshing sea water and sand that persistently stuck on my skin (kinda like a mother-in-law that thinks no girl is good enough for her perfect son, even though the latter can't make a simple meal to save his life). The paper bag in my hand was in no way better condition either. Heck, my ominous grin was probably the only one that couldn't be erased with mere wet disinfecting wipes. It made me proud to stand behind my morals like an independent woman and show my boss what he deserved.
Not minding the prohibition sign that popped out like a traffic light in the middle of night, I smashed the door open and huffed like a raging bull.
"It's not over yet! Loser will no way in hell be my middle name!" I strutted to the bewildered male, that stared at me like I escaped a highly protected lunatic asylum and dropped the package in front of him. "I'd tell you to feed your own ego, but it's so big it needs an army of helpers to support it. Eat up. It was made with love, sweat, blood and in small dosage-poison." Before abruptly closing the door behind me, I stuck my tongue at the raven. "Let me see you ignore that, mister Too good for everyone. I know your weakness, pretty boy, so don't you dare look down at me! Namaste, doc!"
While regarding my daring move as a first official win and patting myself on the shoulder for successfully executing the operation, I contently grinned.
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