All alone, in a dark house. A bottle of tequila and a shot glass waiting to be drank. Corpse was an outsider, the lone wolf of the group of friends he was in. Though he did laugh once in a while. Because of One of the friends being goofy. He never really let out a generous laugh, soon enough that all changed when a new kid joined the group of friends. (All same ages, personas not irl. Cover is not mine, credit to the artist who had drawn it :) )All Rights Reserved
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