escape
escape from reality
a slit on her wrist
soon followed by two or three
all covering both her arms and legs
until only a group filled with lies remains after she left.
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-trigger warning: suicide, self harm, bullying, harrassm...
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After managing to calm down Sero and after a few cigarettes burnt and used, the duo has taken a seat in a nearby park. Mina swings her head back, gulping down the vodka she and Sero stole from the store. Next to her sits the ravenette, scratching his hair and holding his hand out to the pinkette, silently asking for her to hand over the bottle.
‟What do you think of what Aizawa said?” Mina gives him the bottle of vodka. Sero hums and heaves his shoulders, unsure of how to feel, to be quite honest.
‟I dunno.” He glues his lips to the bottle. ‟Why?”
‟Well, Tsuyu's a clever girl. She knows how to keep herself out of trouble.”
‟Yeah,” Sero exhales. ‟not like a certain blonde dunce.”
‟Will you stop?” She frowns and snatches the bottle from his hands. Sero returns the frown.
‟The fuck? I didn't even get a sip yet.” He complains, watching as Mina downs almost all what remains in the bottle.
‟You've already had enough.” She mumbles before swinging her head back again. She parts her lips, ready for the alcohol to run past them, but Sero takes the bottle from her hands before she can tatse any more of the liquor. She snaps towards the boy with a brow raised at him.
‟I should be the one saying that.” The ravenhead exclaims, angrily eyeing the pinkette up and down. ‟What is up with you?”
‟What're you talking about?” She scrunches her nose and eyes Sero questioningly.
‟It's not like you to down a bottle of vodka this fast.” He says suspiciously.
‟I just feel like drinking aight.” She shrugs and reaches out to the bottle, only for Sero to hold it up and out of reach for the pinkette.
‟I'm not stupid, Ashido.” He puts the bottle behind himself and pushes Ashido back on her ass.
‟Why do you have to be so annoying?” The pinkette groans, rolling her eyes at the boy. ‟Let me just drink, for fuck's sake.”
‟Tell me what's up.”
‟The only thing that's up at the moment is the sky, soja bean.”
‟I'm serious.” He sighs. ‟I can tell you've got something on your mind.”
‟What do you know?” Ashido scoffs.
‟I know I'm smart enough to know that you're an emotional drinker.”
