"So you think you can love me?!" The girl with the gun shouted to the air. For it gave no reply, with the exception of the singing birds. No, the birds were not singing, they were screaming. She was sure of it. "So you think you can love me?!" The boy with the knife raised a brow to the heavens. For God gave no reply, with the exception of the churches. No, they were all wrong, as God was was truly he. He was sure of it . . . Why hello there ;0 I didn't actually expect you to click on this. This is my first fan fiction, let alone a s t o r y. I will advise you that I'm a pretty trash writer 😅 But all in all I'll at least attempt to create something for all of you to enjoy. Please note that I do not own the characters of Durarara (or the art 😋), if I did then I definitely wouldn't be on here lol. I really don't know what else to say ;/ Enjoy what is to come, and expect what is to be enjoyed. Bye bye!