𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑

𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

HOT GIRL SUMMER.

TO BE HONEST, Y/N WAS READY to give up and call it a day as she sat idly in the cave with her phone on standby, ready to burn some unsuspecting motherfucker that had the intent to drink her blood. How the hell was she supposed to get through five hours when not even a minute in, she was already complaining!?

The girl rubbed her face, eyebrows knitted together in frustration. The large claw wound on her ankle throbbed, the pain made her flinch every time she even attempted to move her foot. Now that the adrenaline wore off, her body trembled and her heart pulsed with a terror so great she didn't even think was possible.

'I mean...I didn't think time traveling was even possible, yet here I am.' She mused bitterly, letting out a empty chuckle. Here she was, stuck in a unfamiliar world that she did not ask to be in, and was now fighting for her life.

Y/n's breath grew heavier, dark hazel eyes blurry with tears. "ahh...I really want to go home." She murmured. It hard to swallow, throat becoming tight as tears descended down her tears. "Damnit, I-I really want to go home, I'm so–" Struggling to control her breathing, her lips quivered, unable to contain the fresh tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Why me? Why me of all people? I'm so scared, I-I'm so–so–" She failed to finish as a heart-wrenching sob escaped her lips. Y/n wailed, covering her face to muffle the ugly sound. She hiccuped and gasped as she cried and she cried, curling up into a ball as she lamented on her uselessness. She wanted to go home. She didn't ask to be here, she didn't ask to meet Muzan, or Akaza, or any of the upper moons. She didn't ask for this adventure, she didn't ask for this life everything turned to fucking shit and now she literally had to fight for her life just to live for another minute. All Y/n wanted was to go home and sleep in her small bed under her warm, thick sheets.

Not in a cold cave with no one by her side.

The crow let out a small caw, looking at y/n with sad eyes. Hopping to y/n, the messenger bird laid beside her in an act to comfort the distressed woman. Y/n said nothing but pulled the crow closer to steal what little warmth the animal provided.

Y/n was tired.

So tired...of everything.

"Is this not OD?" She mumbled, rubbing the snot from her nose. Y/n opened her phone, flinching at the sudden brightness but blinked to adjust. She rubbed her eyes, a yawn escaping her lips. Hunger laid dormant in her empty stomach, head pounding. Usually on any other day she would just search for any left over snacks she had left in her bag or annoy Muzan to buy her food.

But neither options were available.

Letting out another yawn, her eyes grew droopy and she closed her phone, slipping in-and-out of consciousness to the soft caws of the soft bird in her arms and pangs of hunger within her aching stomach.

Y/n was so tired of this bullshit.

yoriixgu's journal !
YALL ITS BEEN A MOMENT ‼️‼️

Sorry for the long wait, though this
chapter is incredibly short compared
to the others (Which I also apologize
for🧍🏽‍♀️) the next chapter will be longer
and y'all will also get the pov of muzan's
trifling ass after the fight n shizzz :)

I hoped for this chapter to be longer but
I think it's good as short as it is. I didn't
want to force myself to continue writing
just to make it more lengthy, so I hope
y'all enjoyed the lil angst because y/n
still ain't done with her cute lil trauma
arc 😌

Bye ! Safe stay stinkies !