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What a picture. There you stand with your wrist still extended. The two men with looks of empathy and the young girl with a face of rage standing there staring at you. It was if no one really knew how to react in that situation.
"I'm gonna kill 'em," the girl mumbled under her breath.
"Listen uh... Murdoc.. he's a confusing man ya know?"
You look at the ground with furrowed brows and form your lips in a straight line shaking your head a little bit. "That was so stupid of me," you say finally letting your tears fall. "It was so sudden and I- I really should've planned this out more."
"No, no hun. Murdoc is just a dick- I mean he's.. unique," the girl says with her whole chest. Though realizing halfway through that was, in fact, your soul mate.
You laugh a little. Was this really the man you were supposed to love? He was so quick to just walk away. Would he do the same in an actual relationship?
"I'm gonna go get that bastard. D, Russ, will you comfort the poor girl?" she asks though she didn't really say it as a question. More of a command. With that, you learned that no-eyes name was... D? That didn't fit. It's still no-eyes --- and the drummer's name was Russ. Yeah, that one works.
"So what's your name, love?" asks the man who you've pieced together to be Russ.
"I'm (Y/N)." You respond. Why couldn't this man be your soul mate? He seemed a lot kinder. And not green.
"Well (Y/N), it's lovely to meet you," no-eyes responds. Even he seems like a better soulmate than the man that you were matched with.
Though they were nice, the person who you were actually here to meet, the one that was supposed to want to meet you, had walked out, making you feel even more doubtful about this whole situation.
"I might go. You guys have been here a while and Murdoc doesn't really seem to want to meet me." You say giving a half-hearted laugh. Though he didn't seem like the most appealing man, you still wanted to talk to him. At least see who you were supposed to be with. It would've been relieving after looking for so many years.
"Nonsense. You came all this way and.. to be honest, Murdoc is probably just confused. He's a bit different. It's hard to place my finger on the correct word to describe him, but at least give him a chance," Russ persuades.
"Yeah, alright. Give me just a second. I need to call my ride. I feel kind of bad for making him wait," you say stepping out of the room.
After a few rings, David picks up.
"Hey (Y/N)! I was kinda worried about ya. So what's going on. You finna tickle that pickle?"
"Wow Bavid, I really hope you never say that sentence again... and no. I can't really say things are going well."
"Wait really? What happened?"
"Well, I showed him my tattoo and he just walked out of the room... so that kinda sucks."
"Oh wow (Y/N) I'm so sorry."
"It's alright. The guitar girl is trying to convince him to talk to me so I'm just gonna hope for the best. I'm really sorry to keep you waiting."
"That's alright. I'm just gonna take a nap in the car. (Sister's Name) hogs the bed anyway so it'll be nicer than trying to share a bed with her."
"Thank you so much, David. I really can't thank you enough."
"It's really no problem. I hope things turn out alright for you (Y/N). Good luck!"
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