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Wavi
Awesome doesn't even begin to explain me~
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04-04-2010, 11:49 PM
the Day After the Murder
About 7:14 AM
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Aoi rolled over in his bed and saw his beautiful girlfriend beside him. He wanted a hug from her right now as he'd been up all night thinking about R-K and her 'suicide.' Shifting his weight, the male rolled off his bed and silently went into his kitchen. He pulled out a chair and, before sitting, he took a cup and filled it with an orange liquid.
He sighed and placed the cold drink aside his head. Looking over, he saw a line of liquor that decorated the sink. It was a complete mess, just as he was. Wasted, wasted beyond belief. Aoi tried to sip from the cup in his hand, but wasn't successful. Annoyed, he stood and fumbled over to the last bottle. He took it up, popped it open, and mixed it with his OJ.
Falling back into his chair, he wallowed in pity. How R-K? How could you die? Who? Who would want to kill you? A name circled in his mind - Princess, Jak, and his group of thugs. Angel. Angel might have killed his friend. But it didn't seem like her style.
Ruffling his own hair, he flipped on the TV before him. Again, the news highlighted the suicide that happened late last night. Moaning, he looked up at the ceiling. "Why R-K? Why the hell did you have to go?"
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