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CREATOR RANK CREATOR tintflintdownywoodmint 7 years ago
victor-kun x serial killer-sama

"OH VICTOR," SERIAL KILLER SCREAMED. "IM HERE TO TAKE UR LIFE"


VICTOR SMILED AND STANDED UP FROM HIS COUCH. HE WAS STARING AT THE BEAUTIFUL SKERIAL KILLER THAT WAS HIS SECRET LOVE
"BABY IT DOESN NOT BE THIS WAY, SPARE ME" VICTOR SAID WITH A SMILE BUT NOT REALLY HE WAS FORCED TO SMILE BECAUSE THE PERSON WRITING THISD IS A HOE
"IM SORRY VICOR-KUN BUT I DINT LOVE U"
SUDDENLY, THE CONSORT AND HER BEAUTY CAME FROM BEHIND HIM
"OMG, I CAN NOT BELIEVE YOU; WITH THAT WOMAN??????????????" CONSORT SNIGGERED BEFORE CHUCKING A KNIFE AT HIM
VICTOR DODGED BY DOING A BACKFLIP, AND KICKED THE TABLE AND IT FELL ON SERIAL KILLER AND HE IMMEDIATELY DIED
"YOU JUST KILLED YOUR HUSBAN"

"I DID" BUT SUDDENLY PLOT TWIST, THE SPY CAME OUT OF THE CLOSET SCREAMING "I AM THE TRUE HUSBAND" AND CONSORT CRIED BECAUSE HER BOYFRIEND WAS DEAD AND SHIT BUT AT THE SAME TIME THE SERIAL KILLER WAS GONNA SLAUGHTER HER ANYWAYS
SO, OUR HERO VICTOR FOREVER WAS WITH SPY AND THEYU LIVE HAPPY EVER AFTER VECAUSE BOTH OF THEM WERE COO;L

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CREATOR RANK CREATOR tintflintdownywoodmint 7 years ago
im bored and its saturday

"I'm your friend."

Craig nodded. "You are."

"And I've known you for... seven months?"

The screen in front of them flashed, congratulating Craig on a flawless win. Neither of them could care less, however. "Yeah. Something like that."

"So you should talk to m–"

"I shouldn't have to tell you anything, dude. It has nothing to do with you." Craig fidgeted with the controller in his grasp before sighing, "It doesn't matter." A guffaw. A putrid and disgraceful guffaw to the left of him.
Craig seethed with irritation when his grievances were responded with a mere chuckle from the guy he considered a "friend."
"Don't shoulder me, dammit. Come on... instead of being a hermit, talk to me." Mitchell slung his controller to the side, allowing it to hit the carpet with a clunk. Craig, of course, would have reprimanded him for it, but nothing. He couldn't move or speak, and resorted to staring blankly at the TV screen. He'd won the match–no deaths, mind you–but he'd certainly been prone to Mitchell's constant questioning. It irked the shit out of him.
"Yeah, well, sometimes I try to talk to you but you're always caught up with yourself. All you fucking do when we hang out is talk about you!" Craig's voice quavered with irritation, but god knows he tried his best to lower his tone. "So why do you care now, huh?"
It frightened Craig when no remark was returned; absolute silence choked out the enjoyment of their gaming session. Craig's anxiety increased at the realization of his harsh words. Maybe Mitchell was planning to leave now, or getting ready to punch the lights out of him, or was going texting his other friends about him. It was meant to happen, he thought. He'd ruined the friendship one day. It was a shitty, abusive one, but it meant too much. Mitchell meant the world to him, and just like that he could decide to withdraw.

But nothing. Nothing other than Mitchell laying his head on Craig's shoulder and murmuring "You're right."

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