"I like to write diary, it's like telling your own tale!
Hello, I'm (L/n) (Y/n), please take care of me from now on!"
I used to play as a guitarist in a band called "The JacKHammeR" but that is a history now. The band and my job as a professional...
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(Y/n)'s POV
Parts of CiRCLE had been destroyed in the recent fire incident. It's is now closed for reconstruction, this might takes around 1-2 weeks. I hope it won't affect the upcoming event. And now I'm again sitting on my same old couch in my house, temporarily jobless, watching TV. Same old same old...
Vincent is also sitting besides me and we're both watching a game show "All Fun And Games Corner", An original game show program of Pastel*Palettes. After the meeting with them, I try to look up their game shows and TV programs and I had fun. It gives a different vibe seeing someone you know on television. It's not like we have never been on one before, we just don't anymore.
"Now, host Wakamiya Eve will explain the rules of today's game, IS IT BUSHIDO!"
"Amazing focus! Chisato-san!"
"H-Hah!? my fingers are stuck!?"
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Vincent : *Chuckles*
Vincent lets out several chuckles as we watch the show. I don't know what joy do we get watching these idols suffer, yet here we are doing that. And it's hilarious.
(Y/n) : Wait, you're leaving already?
I asked Vincent as he stands up and prepare to leave for his job.
Vincent : Yeah, My shift starts early today.
Vincent answered as he walks over to the fridge.
Vincent : I might as well grab something to eat before I go...
Vincent opens the fridge as he bends down to take a look inside it.
Vincent : Bruh, it's empty... like my soul.
Both me and Vincent goes to our shift early on weekends, but looks like I'm staying home today. I lie flat on the couch as my brother rummage through the fridge for pre-work snacks. Until his eyes stop on something...
Vincent : (Y/n), How long have these Onsen eggs been sitting in our fridge...?
There's nothing else left in the fridge but these eggs packed in a clear plastic container with "Onsen eggs : Ready to eat!" labeled on it. Which I don't know existed in our fridge before.
(Y/n) : What eggs?
I lift my head up from the couch and ask him with a confused face.
Vincent : Hmm... I think I got these from the store... Not sure for how long, though.
He said as he hold one of the eggs in his hand and examines it closely.
(Y/n) : You sure you'll eat those? I mean...I don't know if eggs could last so last so long...
