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CHAPTER DOG AND CHAINSAW II
*slightly contains spoilers for chainsaw man. *tw : Death, gore & Suicide
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↳ "𝗣𝗼𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗮. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘆.. 𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗭 𝗡𝗨𝗧𝗭 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗚𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗙𝗜𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗛." Y/n screeched at Pochita while Pochita look's like he's is done with y/n ridiculous bullshit. "Aight aight, Im'sorry pochita, I just see that pipsqueak near the retail store saying that joke for a while, is funny like bomba-yah!" She explains to the red dog like he understands what she said. While she was explaining and speaking she was in the shabby futon and munching on the bread. The weather was stormy, but this container was kinda built differently.
Raining sounds in the background. Y/n exhaled while eating (writing logic, she won't choke.) "Well "normal" is just a pipe dream for us anyway. Feels like I'll never finish paying off my debt till the day I die." She says while holding the bread and pochita was on her stomach. "Any'cha ways , I heard something recently! Apparently it's normal to eat your sliced bread with jam on it."
"And I'll prolly never get to go out with a boy or a girl. Can't ask them over to my run-down shack, and I don't got money for a date either." Pochita sweat-dropped and then whines at y/n since pochita alway taught her to get over these things. "If dreams do come true, I wanna hug a boy/girl before I die..." y/n exclaimed sadly while looking at the window that's covered with rain, then drifted to her memories.
