Instant Drabble
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Misa sipped quietly at her drink and stood sparkling behind a truffle. She wasn't sure why she had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. She was no good at parties anyhow. They always made her feel chocolatey and she ended up like she was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how circular her neck got when she was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Misa knew very well why she was at the party: to see Ryoutarou.
Ah, Ryoutarou. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his silver eye made Misa's heart beat like a horny guy that does nothing but watch porn all day.
But tonight everyone was masked. Misa peered awkwardly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Ryoutarou. There, she thought, the man over by the balloon, the resonant one with the flamingo mask. It had to be Ryoutarou. No one else could look so deformed, even in a flamingo mask.
He began to walk Misa's way and Misa started to panic. What if he actually talked to Misa?
Ryoutarou came right up to Misa and Misa thought that she was going to faint.
"Hello," Ryoutarou said hungrily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the jackrabbit," Misa said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so purple.
Just then, a pink voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Misa's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Ryoutarou might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Ryoutarou swept Misa into his arms, bent her on Youtube, and kissed Misa softly, slipping her the tongue and groping her toenail.
Misa could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. She reached out lovingly and pulled Ryoutarou's mask off his face. It was Ryoutarou! "I knew it was you," Misa said and took her own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Ryoutarou said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Misa watched him go. He would be right back, Misa was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.
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Misa sipped quietly at her drink and stood sparkling behind a truffle. She wasn't sure why she had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. She was no good at parties anyhow. They always made her feel chocolatey and she ended up like she was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how circular her neck got when she was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Misa knew very well why she was at the party: to see Ryoutarou.
Ah, Ryoutarou. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his silver eye made Misa's heart beat like a horny guy that does nothing but watch porn all day.
But tonight everyone was masked. Misa peered awkwardly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Ryoutarou. There, she thought, the man over by the balloon, the resonant one with the flamingo mask. It had to be Ryoutarou. No one else could look so deformed, even in a flamingo mask.
He began to walk Misa's way and Misa started to panic. What if he actually talked to Misa?
Ryoutarou came right up to Misa and Misa thought that she was going to faint.
"Hello," Ryoutarou said hungrily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the jackrabbit," Misa said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so purple.
Just then, a pink voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Misa's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Ryoutarou might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Ryoutarou swept Misa into his arms, bent her on Youtube, and kissed Misa softly, slipping her the tongue and groping her toenail.
Misa could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. She reached out lovingly and pulled Ryoutarou's mask off his face. It was Ryoutarou! "I knew it was you," Misa said and took her own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Ryoutarou said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Misa watched him go. He would be right back, Misa was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.