"Oh, you're one to talk," Sakura huffed. "You don't have the right to whine considering all the times we had to wait for you. I'd take five minutes late over five hours any day."
The saying goes, "When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade." In Sakura's case, it's more like, "When your husband hands you a box full of puppers, you're fucked. End of story." *Tumblr Request*
Imagine a high school girl. Simple, right? Now imagine a high school girl who broke up with her boyfriend. Still easy. Now imagine that she sees a midnight tumblr crack post and DMs the OP. A bit odd, still easy. The rest of the story is right here. Have fun reading a story from a prompt by tumblr user writing-prompt-s.
Based on the Tumblr post started by "odetooda" with the AU:
"in which every time a person falls in love, a red line like a tally mark appears on their wrist."