Nafoy

I feel like I’ve cheated you guys.. 18 years of age and I’m sat here reading my own work questioning if you guys are still waiting for an update.. 

ARE YOU ALIVE??

Me checking in on my comments everyday but not having the motivation to post an update: 

be sure to follow @homosgalore ;)
          it’s an account im collabing with!

GANG, IM BACK- and alive- so uh, I’ll try and get an update out soon

YO GIRL HAS HER WIFI BACK - LESS GOOOOOO

Update, my WiFi is coming back on Monday

So just my luck, but my WiFi has been gone for a few days Uh- most likely case it’s coming back tomorrow but-
          
          I’ve been using my mum’s data jsjsjsjsj-

I’m running low on motivation - can someone yell nice things at me

“Hey Diluc, dont you ever wish it was me instead?”
          
          Diluc paused and looked up. He arched a brow at the possibly drunken male in his bar. “Sir Kaeya, are you drunk?”
          
          “Please..don’t call me that..”
          
          The tavern owner sighed and placed the wine glass down. “What’re you talking about?”
          
          Kaeya looked up at the other. “Don’t you wish that it was me instead of dad? I don’t belong anywhere, everything would’ve been much better if dad had lived.”
          
          “Kaeya, what’re you saying?”
          
          “We’ll still be brothers after death, right..?”
          
          Diluc froze, staring at the other with widened eyes. No, not again. Not again, not again. His mind raced as blood spilled all over his counters and floor. 
          
          Not again..