“My partner and I will DEFINITELY visit. I do have to remove
those stitches, y’know. We’ll be seeing you in three weeks. Later.” The
voicemail had ended, leaving my whole form shaking from my wings to
my toes. I began to breathe slowly and allow my wings to fade away
into my body in order to halt my fears as my roommate, Oichi, opened
the room door.
“Oh, hi Yumiko. You're home late. Where were you?” Knowing
how much Oichi would panic, I calmed my heart rate and glanced at
the pink-haired woman with a smile. “I was working overtime at the
chocolate factory. You know how much I can't resist chocolate.” Seeing
my roommate enter her bedroom, I looked down at my phone, than at
the window. Many questions entered my thoughts, however I didn't
ponder for long as I stood up to change and cook.
Right before I went to sleep, I observed my stitches. The scar
underneath appeared to be from a knife of some sort. However strange
it may look, there was nothing that could be done as my body relaxed
under the crimson bed sheets.
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