Why am I here? The noises are getting on my nerves. The laughter is threatening to give me a headache. Even the girl I came here with is starting to get on my nerves.
???: "Hey, Uh...(Y/N)? You alright?"
Through blurry vision and thought, I remember where I am. Office party. One I was dragged to by my boss. Said boss is the one talking to me, a girl by the name of Bell. And my Uh...my only friend.
(Y/N): "Why am I Here again?"
Bell: "Because you need a girlfriend. I've seen you reject 68 confessions and date proposals. SIXTY-FUCKING-EIGHT."
(Y/N): "You wanna confess to me right now so I can bump that number up?"
Bell: "I already did, and you already rejected me. Remember?"
(Y/N): "Uh..."
She did? Through my drunken haze, I scour my memories, and find one deep in the back of my mind. It was about...3 months after I started working at my current job, a rainy day, and I was running off of purely 6 cans of monster and hatred.
(Y/N): "Oh yeah. Guess you did."
Bell: "Maybe you should cut back a little on the drinking, okay? You wanna feel like death in the morning or something?"
(Y/N): "Yeah, I guess you're right. Then again, tomorrow is a day off so if I do drink myself into hell, I can trust in you to nurse me back to health."
Bell: "Do you think that's what I wanna do with my day off?"
(Y/N): "Yes."
Bell: "...Well I mean, you're not wrong, but I have to put up with your stupid ass every day. Least let me have some free time."
I laugh, Taking another drink of my drink.
(Y/N): "Well, no promises. Hey, if that does happen, I promise to make it up to you. Somehow."
It was right then when some random girl I had never met before approached from my side and whispered into my ear.
???: "Wanna get out of here and have a drink alone at my place~?"
Now, admittedly, she was pretty cute. She gave off a rebel kinda vibe, with fishnet stockings, boots, a leather jacket, a few piercings, and short pink dyed hair. But...I also felt a really strange unease around her, like she was...I don't know, not right in the head? It's the same kind of unease you feel when walking through a prison.
...don't ask me why I know what it's like to be in a prison, college was an experience.
(Y/N): "Sorry, but I'm not interested."
That and with this, I have now rejected 69 people and that is the funny sex number.
???: "H-Hey, don't worry about it! Sorry for bugging you."
As she bounced off, I could see her giving me a menacing glare as she left the bar.
...I'm just gonna drink for a little longer before I leave, just in case.
Bell: "Seriously? Again? She was a real cutie, too!"
(Y/N): "I know, but something about her seemed...off. She made me uncomfortable just be her presence."
Bell: "Everyone makes you uncomfortable."
(Y/N): "This was different. Just...shut up."
Bell: "That's no way to talk to your boss."
(Y/N): "Are we at work?"
Bell: "Well no, but-"
(Y/N): "THEN SHUT UP."
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=A New Hero=
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