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Help!

So, I have literally never asked for help like this before, but I am honestly very very desperate right now.

So, I’ll give you a little background. A few years ago, I had this online friend who was like my absolute bff (still consider him that too) and I was going through some bad times real hard. He was the kind of friend I actually trusted with my feelings and every worry and knew he wouldn’t judge me.

Well, I lost contact with him. And it kills me every day to know it was my fault we no longer have a way of talking to each other.

So, what I’m asking is if you could help me spread this around to see if anyone knows him or knew of him at some point or other. I would be eternally grateful and it would mean the absolute world if I were able to find him again.

I don’t know much that would really help, but what I do know is this

His old aliases were Mirajane Strauss, Sting, and Ajax

He was definitely younger than me, but I’m not sure of his current age. (I’m now 22 so he’ll likely be maybe between 16 and 19?)

His kik user was MirajaneStrauss___

His old ifunny account was _50shadesofStingkun__ (ifunny later threw a 2016 on the end of it)

His old skype was ajaxthatcher

A friend knows his old phone number, but it is now someone else’s so I’m not going to share it obvs.

Please, even if you don’t know anything about him, can you share this so that we have even a small chance? Please help me find my friend, I am at the point of begging, I really miss him. If you know of him and you are able, could you let him know a girl who used to go by Aria and/or Kirara is looking for him? Seriously, it would mean the absolute world to me if this spreads far enough and I can find the best friend I ever had again. Thank you so much

I also have a thread on twitter if you guys are willing to help by retweeting it as well? It would mean so much! The thread is here: https://twitter.com/Milktea_kitkat/status/1043925302806806528?s=09

Thank you so fucking much, seriously!

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Small(?) One Shot

Sugar needed a vacation, or just one day off. That was all she asked for and, yet, here she was. Assisting Art with a case, it felt more like babysitting as she watched him go back and forth with her brother, Nice. How Hamatora always ended up involved with her, she didn’t know. Not that she minded, she enjoyed seeing her brother, Hajime was good company to her, and she’d known Birthday and Ratio for a good five years now. Add onto that, Honey and her got along fairly well and she always had a good manga recommendation from Three, even Murasaki had his qualities, but she didn’t talk much with him personally.

Stuffing her hand into one of the pockets of her sweater, Sugar pursed her lips and then sighed. “Art, look, I love working with you, really, but you don’t really need my help with Hamatora involved do you? You and I have been losing so much sleep lately, is it possible for me to take off just for today?”

The silver haired boy broke off his argument with Nice and turned to his friend. “Sugar, I don’t see why not. You’ve been a really big help lately and hardly complain. I guess I kind of forgot that you tend to keep yourself bottled up to the point of breaking..” She smiled half-heartedly and rubbed her head, messing her dark brown hair a little. “Thanks, Art. Let me know what time you need me tomorrow!” She waved to the two of them and pulled her car keys out of her pocket.

“Sugar!” Nice quickly caught up with her and smiled. “Why don’t you stop by Cafe Nowhere? I’m sure Master could fix you up a really nice cup of tea there.” She tapped her cheek and nodded. “That does sound nice, actually. I think I will.“ Thanking him, she opened her car door and hopped in. She didn’t do anything for a few moments, she was thinking about if she really wanted to head over to Cafe Nowhere or not. Of course.. It was always a chance to see him.

Having made up her mind, she started up her car, the engine grumbling. She loved this car, as it was her first car, but it had taken a good bit of use to it and protested often. She skillfully pulled out of the parking space and drove towards Cafe Nowhere, thoughts of how she was going to relax occupied her mind. Sighing, she reasoned to going to the gym later and then finally getting around to finishing that novel she had been reading for a while. She pulled up to the cafe and was about to pull the key out when her car died.

She got out and sighed, placing her hands on her hips. "Seriously? I just had you checked out too. Why did you have to die right. here.?” It was hopeless, she’d never get an answer out of it and, so, she grabbed her keys and headed into the cafe. She would call someone about the car later. “Sugar! It’s good to see you!” The woman smiled and waved to Koneko. “Good morning.” She sat down at the counter after placing her sweater over the back of the seat.

“Master, could I get a cup of black tea?” “Sure, that’ll be 160Yen.” She set the money on the counter just as someone walked into the cafe. “Heey, isn’t that Sugar? Long time no see, huh?” It was like a magnet, the moment Birthday knew she was there, there he was. Sighing, she glanced over his shoulder to see his partner, Ratio. Her heart did a couple of small flips before she looked away. “Hello, Birthday. How have you been?” “What, did I do something? You’re talking to me like I’m a stranger. Five years has to mean something.”

She waved his hand away when he went to poke at her cheek and huffed. “I’m tired, Birthday. Don’t play games with me.” “Don’t you get enough sleep?” Her voice was lost when she heard the other male speak up from his seat. “Birthday, if she hits you again, I’m not sure even I could patch you up.” She could feel the warmth in her cheeks and quietly thanked Master for her tea. She nearly dropped the cup when Birthday spoke up again. “Look at that, still the same old Sugar.” “Wh-what’s that supposed to mean?!”