Warning: mentions of characters death, violence, gore and suicide
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screaming, crying, throwing up
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I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go, go, go There's no stopping me I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah 200 degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm travelling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you
Don't stop me now Queen ———●—————————- ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻
(Pls don't hate me now) ☁︎☁︎☁︎
You bent over, tying the shoelaces of your leather shoes.
You picked up a handful of sand before letting it sift through your fingers.
You lifted up one foot and hopped to the "eye" of the squid.
Sae Byeok stood in front of you. Her face looked much thinner than it was before.
Your feet began to slide as you ran to the other eye. Now the sky's ripped open and began to weep.
"Good rain knows the best time to fall." A VIP said in a foreign accent.
"Mm, sounds so romantic, what's it mean?" Another asked.
"Good rain knows the best time to fall in Russian."
You stood a few meters away from Sae Byeok. The clouds gave everything a grey undertone.
"I will leave here with that money." You said. You pulled out the steak knife.
"Like I'd give you the chance." She said. "You have a boyfriend at home, so I've heard. That's enough."
"The moneys not for me." You gripped your knife harder.
