My Chocolate Boutique

My Chocolate Boutique

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Hi, I'm Yeri and I'm smart and dumb. Here's my 3-Step Confession and my story. 1. Record 2. Drink to get drunk 3. Confess I know that I'm smart because since I don't remember shits happening during I'm drunk, I did voice recorded the confession. But after saying what I want to say, there was a sigh and a couple of seconds that only silence were heard. At nalaman kong nakakabingi rin pala yung katahimikan na di mo inaakalang papatay sayo. I know that I'm dumb kasi hindi ko gicharge ang phone ko at nalowbat, hindi ko alam kung anong comment or feedback ni Mark. Pero hindi ba parang mas nakakatakot yon? You confessed but you never knew what outcome had hit? Malalaman mo nalang next time na magkikita kayo. Pero on second thought, I think it's fine (for now) kasi I'll have two days before direct rejection or happiness. I have a break before the official mental breakdown from the famous expensive chocolate boutique.
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I hold a hand to my face, taking a deep breath. "That's fine, I'll get some later. I just don't understand how you were able to chase away the dark." Y/n turned her gaze to the wall, mumbling something so I couldn't hear. "What'd you say?" I asked. She laughed, shaking her head. "Nothing, just... something stupid." I smile and rub my thumb over her knuckles. "Come on, tell me. I'm not going to judge you." "Promise?" "I promise." She sighs before saying, "Maybe it was the luminosity of love," throwing her head back for dramatic affect. I stifle a laugh and she glares at me. "Hey! You said you wouldn't judge." "No, I'm not judging you! It just sounds funny." She huffs, glaring at the wall. I smile before mumbling, "the luminosity of love, I like it." Markiplier X reader Collab number: Who even knows With @abigailwright7

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