Nell's Drabble
I never knew what to expect from you, any of you, but most especially from you. That's right. You, the reader. First you pair me with that idiot- You've made hate homosexuality forever, witch- Then you turn me into an angsting wench- My tears do NOT fall like the spring rain!- And then, just to make it a real tearjerker, you kill off my sister.
I'll tell the truth. I liked you at first. But then you turn into this angsting, slash-crazed teenager and I don't know what to do with you! I'm afraid to go near you! You and your neo-metal, black black black BLACK would you stop wearing black?! Black isn't your colour!
... I'm sorry, dearest. But we have to call it off. I can't love somebody like you.
Sincerely,
Your Fed-up Character.
I'll tell the truth. I liked you at first. But then you turn into this angsting, slash-crazed teenager and I don't know what to do with you! I'm afraid to go near you! You and your neo-metal, black black black BLACK would you stop wearing black?! Black isn't your colour!
... I'm sorry, dearest. But we have to call it off. I can't love somebody like you.
Sincerely,
Your Fed-up Character.