#chilean editor

[r-i-fakier]

[ @i-used-to-hear-a-symphony ]

¡Dejame salir del sótano!>:[

He was trying to use his laptop in peace, but that kid yelling from the basement was getting on his nerves, she was way more annoying in real life than on Tumblr. He got finally annoyed enough to leave his laptop aside (which had part of the screen broken) and went over to the basement.

"¿No te podí callar un rato?"

He said, showing a big level of annoyance in his voice, he stared at the kid with somewhat of a menacing look.

You may be wondering, how is Sienna with him right now? Let's just say he took them to a house, that wasn't even his.

[r-i-fakier]

[ @i-used-to-hear-a-symphony ]

-“Gracias por, dejarme ir” Sienna said to her captor who was at the door, as he held an envelope to her chest, with the directions Ri had given them to go find someone named Jubilee. -“Te quiero” He then said as they unexpectedly hugged Ri, despite the bruises, as she then let go.

He was standing by the door, kinda leaning on the frame of it since it was pretty hot in general, and that is not a good thing for someone with severe hypothermia.

"Si, si, solo apurate o que se yo."

(Yeah, yeah, just hurry up or whatever.)

He rolled his eyes a little. He was about to turn around and close the door, but, unexpectedly, he received a hug from the kid. He was rather confused. 'Why did she hug me?' He thought, and he did something he never thought he'd do.

He hugged her back.

He immediately pushed her away though, he sighs.

"Solo- dejame saber si ella está bien."

(Just- let me know if she's okay.)

That said, he went back in, and closed the door.

[r-i-fakier]

[ @i-used-to-hear-a-symphony ]

¿hola...sigues vivo..?

-sienna

no

[r-i-fakier]

The editor was by his laptop, he had been checking a very specific Tumblr blog of a very specific person for a worrying ammount of several days. As he went down that blog, he went across a post, which made him stare at it for 15 minutes at least.

That post. That specific post from that stupid kid. The editor did not like that kid, like at all. He has already doxxed that kid's address, but maybe, just maybe, he could do something more.

He googled the kid's address, and clicked on a link that showed who did the house belong to, he googled the names, and found what he wanted, the kid's full name, the rut, and all that private data.

Without wasting a second, he searched for some paper, and a pen, writing down those things along with a little message. He folded the paper, and went over to the kid's address.

Once he got there, he placed the paper on the entrance of the door, and pressed the ring-bell, before leaving, not leaving a hint of him even being there.

【"Starlight Soot, [insert rut.]"

—Si me webeai una vez más, voy a publicar esto.

– "Ri".】

// @i-used-to-hear-a-symphony //

[r-i-fakier]

{you have gotten an ask from i-used-to-hear-a-symple-song}

:tap tap: hola señorito

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¿Otra vez tú? Ya dejame en paz.

[r-i-fakier]

Por casualidad...¿Hablá español?

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Why do you ask? Ni que a vo' te importara.