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[From Kurosaki] Sakurai, I won't let you descend this low. That girl is no good for you. (Because I so want to be part of this talk hehe)
[SMS: Hey don't talk like that about her. ]
[SMS: She might look tough but she's got her sweet side too!]
"This stays between us." (from 012b)
“I’m not the type to brag,” he swore, still out of breath, as he crawled out of the tent with his hair a slight mess. He stood up clumsily and glanced down, awkwardly tucking his shirt back in his pants. “If this was a horror movie we’d be doomed now,” he referred to one of the rules in his survival guide.
“Do you love me? Because if you do you’d stop talking to them.”(From Anna-hime to her Knight hehe)
Sho was surprised by the request, at first he thought that she was just joking. He chuckled and relaxed on the couch. “What, are you gonna give me a list of names I’m not allowed to talk with anymore?” He teased her and poked her side.
The fall of the wannabe hero
Warning: Death scene.
"Classic mistake," the counselor murmured once he'd recovered from the ground knocking his air out when the hidden root had tripped him and sabotaged his escape, sending him onto his stomach harshly. The grass barely softened his landing. He expected the inevitable and shut his eyes tightly, covering his head with his arms from behind, internally saying his goodbyes.
But nothing happened. The eerie silence surrounded him and made his stomach twist. He lowered his hands cautiously, listening carefully. It felt like time had frozen. He scanned his surroundings with confusion and fear evident in his eyes. He recognized this place.
He started to push himself up from the ground, breathing shakily, doing his best not to make even the faintest noise. The leaves stood still up in the trees, the sky was pitch black and lifeless. He looked into the distance where he could barely see the calm surface of the lake. He squinted his eyes when he could have sworn he saw something float in the water. A small pack, reminding him of his bold decision to stop a bad habit which others warned would end up sealing his fate one day in a painful manner. He laughed shortly, in a somewhat bitter tone, as he realized the irony of the situation.
He hadn’t heard the towering figure that had appeared right behind him until he found himself in a secure grip and lifted from the ground before he even had the chance to react and scream. He was sent flying sideways and crashed into a tree and then the ground by its roots harshly. His face twisted in pain and eyes shut as he rolled onto his back and held his side.
The masked figure pushed him onto his stomach while he protested desperately and begged for his life, mirroring the actions of the characters in horror movies without realizing, he screamed in a high-pitched tone for help when his pitching arm was grabbed and pulled behind him. The figure grabbed his hair painfully, his neck straightened and extended as his head got pulled upwards..
Few seconds later the blood curdling screams stopped. Jason towered over the figure, carrying a severed head. The surroundings seemed to come back to life while the wannabe hero had lost his own.
[SMS: Just changing the topic of conversation on your behalf.]
[SMS: Hahah. Thanks bro. You're a true friend.]
[SMS: I swear on my horror movie collection that I'll never hurt Anna.]
[SMS: And I'll work on that fish bowl project asap.]
[SMS: Any success painting that fishbowl yet?]
[SMS: What, you wanna visit me right now?!]
[SMS: I didn't start the project yet. I don't even have any paint here.]
[SMS: I'll leave that last part up to her.] [SMS: You think the ones that obviously will hurt you are the worst?] [SMS: It's the ones that always seem and are nice and then make a mistake.] [SMS: Not saying anything about you, but posting a fair warning.]
[SMS: I wouldn't dare to even try to piss her off.]
[SMS: She's got this obvious "I'll kick your ass to pluto and back" vibe.]
[SMS: I'd prefer to keep my butt intact as well as my head.]
[SMS: Fair warning successfully received and noted.]
[SMS: I'm just telling you not to hurt her is all. Though, honestly she'd deal with you herself if you would anways.]
[SMS: And I'm telling you that I'm not going to hurt her!!]
[SMS: Geez have some faith in me. Do I look like some playboy?]
[SMS: I’m an awkward dork with my silly survival guide.]
[SMS: In fact I’m surprised that she even looks at me haha.]
