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I want to round up some given role players — or maybe just some role players in general — I don’t bite AAAA so pls if you are interested in RPing I’m all ears !! I have abt 7+ experience of RPing I just have a bad case of autocorrect 💔

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How do I talk to people on here wosnwnsn —

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// WARNING — NSFW: CONTAINS SUBJECTS LIKE ALCOHOL AND SUICIDE , PROCEED WITH CAUTION . //

My Last Winter Story

‪The door behind him closed , soaking in the dry air of his home that was barren . His mother was off for a business trip , leaving him with only the company of silence .‬ Defeated by the constant echos reminding him of moments prior , a fight . A first cruel argument .. ‬

‪‘𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ? 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 ..’‬

‪“ DAMNIT !! ”‬

‪Yuki shouted , his fist hitting the wall with no remorse before exhaling and dragging himself the stairs to his room . ‬Where he’d stay .‬ ‪He unhooked the case , that held his precious guitar , from his shoulder and took it aside , setting it onto his bed before zipping it open and taking a look at the treasure .‬

‪𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 ... 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ?‬ ‪𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 ?‬

‪Yuki cupped his face and bursted into tears , choking on sobs and excessively sniffling .‬

‪“ 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 , 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 ?! ” ‬

‪“ Mafuyu — what kind of question is that .. you know I’d do absolutely anything and everything for you .. ”‬

‪He replied to the everlasting echos of his love’s voice . It kept repeating .. over and over .. reminding him he was at fault . It was him . His fault Mafuyu was distraught ...‬ ‪How could he possibly make it up to him ..? How could he prove his love to his boyfriend after screwing things up for them ? He couldn’t begun to even imagine how to do such a thing to someone so special in his life ? The only person he lived for ?‬

‪ His anchor ?‬

‪A day passed , the house remaining it’s dull and darkened demeanor , it’s aura amplified at it reached Yuki’s room , the male fast asleep .‬

Tick .

Tick .

Tick .

‪With time passing , those droopy eyes would reveal themselves , peeking around the room before settling onto the phone on the nightstand .‬ ‪The device lighting up excessively . On impulse , he reached up to read over what was sent to him .‬

‪‘ Hiiragi: Hey you okay ?’

‪‘ Hiiragi: Mafuyu isn’t picking up his phone and was hoping you were able to get ahold of him .’

‪‘ Hiiragi: Respond when you have the time .’

‪Upon seeing the concern the male simply typed ,‬

‪‘ I’m alright ! Haven’t reached Mafuyu yet ... I’ll try getting to it sometime today .’

‪Leaving it like that , he rested his phone aside and stood up , rubbing his eyes before accomplishing his morning routine .‬ ‪While looking for food he realized a horrifying fact — ‬

‪“ Ah , damn !! I’m low on ramen ... I gotta go order some ... ”‬

‪Once picking up one of the only ones left , he peeled its top open and filled it with water before placing it into the microwave , pressing the time onto the pad then allowed it to start . After , he had picked up his cellular device and with it , ordering himself some cups of ramen , that was scheduled to be delivered the day after tomorrow .

“ Gah — why couldn’t it come earlier ? Now I have to ration these three packs for two days .. "

‪After done so , he sat down his phone down , walking over and opened up the fridge to grab himself a beverage , only be greeted by cans upon cans of booze .‬ ‪Mostly considering — they might have been his mothers .‬ He felt a urge , a deep one to take the booze and drink it ... maybe it could help with this guilt .. this stress .. his pressure they rested upon his shoulders ... maybe —

No .‬

He grabbed the jug of juice , taking out a glass cup from the cabinet , pouring it in . His mind wondered off —

‘ maybe I should go talk to Mafuyu .. he won’t respond , usually it takes him a few days to settle down after an argument .. ‘

“ I don’t really know who’s in the wrong anymore ... ”

The guitarist finished up with his beverage , taking his ramen from the microwave and eating away . Was he really at fault ? Or was it Mafuyu ? Man — this truly bothered him ... he had the itch to message the male , but he knew nothing would turn up .. so he didn’t exactly try .

Sadly enough , a day had passed as Yuki laid onto his bed , looking up at the ceiling as the ticks of his clock could be heard .

Tick .

Tick .

Tick .

Was that really how Mafuyu felt ..? Was he really that angry ? Did he — not want Yuki anymore ? He was only playing music .. he was constructing a song for him !! That’s nothing to get mad about .. right ?

Yuki laid on the mattress in a stilled motion , his mind wondering to worlds unknown and possibilities never imagined ... he could slowly feel himself slowly lose his stable mind .. Maybe — maybe a drink could help him . Maybe that booze could come in handy .. his mother wouldn’t notice if one was missing .. right ?

‘ Let’s try it out . ‘

The male got onto his feet before then going back to the fridge in their kitchen , opening it up to see the plentiful bunch of booze , grabbing a can and shutting the door . Examining the can — he thought to himself .. was this possibly a good idea ? Well .. you never know if you try . Without further ado , the teen popped the can open and glared at its opening before placing it to his lips and taking a sip .

That one drink was when it all begun to roll down hill .

Slamming 9 cans of booze onto his coffee table , he sat onto his floor , holding his guitar to his chest . He popped another can open and took too many swigs fo count . The world around him begin to fall away , feeling himself merely on the clouds .

“ S — stupid , ‘fuyu !! Does he not see what I’m doing for him ?! I spend all that time .. all that time — making that song for him !! And he gets mad at me ..?? I’m not in the wrong ... "

The male slurred , dragging his fingers down the guitar strings with his freehand , then downed the can before tossing it aside and grabbing another one . It kept going .. and going .. and going .. til he was completely gone from the world .

“ ... Maybe if I prove it to him ... he’ll understand .. maybe he’ll see my love ... maybe he’ll appreciate my efforts more .. ”

“ Lets try it out ... ”

The male set his guitar onto the floor , getting up and peering around the the room as he grabbed a chair and placed it underneath a small roof opening the room contained , then stumbled off to the garage , looking around with hazy eyes . Upon finding the item he needed , he grabbed it and retreated back to his room , stepping onto the chair and reaching up to the opening , thing what seemed like a rope to it —

“ F — ‘fuyu .. you’re my life ... I’d be willing to do anything for you ... ”

He went on with slurs , alcohol poisoning his brain and spoiling every last bit of rational thinking , taking the end of the rope and tying it into .. a noose . Shortly after , looping his head into it .

“ I’ll even die for you , ‘fuyu . ”

Kick...

That was the story of what happened in that winter night , the last cold and dark winter Yuki would ever see .