//lowercase intended - one-shot//
one, two, three; one, two, three, drink
one, two, three; one, two, three, drink
one, two, three; one, two, three, drink
throw 'em back till i lose count.
~*~
he was too careful, the other was too careless.
as he took another sip of the bitter drink, the mellow liquid burning his throat as he forced himself to swallow it - thinking it would wash away all of his problems - he noticed the other, standing in the corner watching with disapproval.
but he didn't care. after all, he was swinging from the chandelier in his mind.
🍸🍸🍸
@staetus-
#285 in oikawatooru (10/05/18)
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.