Sio: happy birthday Emily I hipe its a good one haha
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Sio: yay your pairing was part of the intro even if I gagged him
It was a cold frosty winters day, the one with dead leaves littering the ground that crunched softly when you stepped on them, the grass had a frist chilling it to the very veins of its existence creating an akmost addictive crunching sound when you pushed the grass blades into the hard frozen ground with the soles if your ugg boots or trainers.
Emily Jane Toca sat at home watching the snow falling not knowing her world was about to take a turn for the peculiar, and not to mention...fanatical.
As the snow fell unnaturally in Emily's sunny home if Miami she began to think, 'why the fuck is snow falling at the beginning of summer' she mentally pondered, the answer was simple some crazy shit was 'bout to go down.
So let me tell you the story all about how her life got twist turned upside down I would like to take a minute just sit right here and tell you how she became a princess of genre anime.
In sunny miami born and raised on the laptop is where she spent most her days, chilling out emailing relaxing all cool studying science while in school, but then a couple of guys they were up to no good started making trouble in a different neighbourhood. Emily finished sending what was to be her final email for the day but she didn't know it yet, no one would have known it. Except maybe one person, but they arent plot important.
The sky was a dark grey from the fluttering falling snow, it was a gentle sky that then looked almost peaceful and beautiful, the eventual arrival of summer was somehow welcomed by dreary winter.
Emily sat on her porch as she wrote the final email and she was anticioating her friends answer, they often role played via email exploring new ways to make or write fanfiction as she tutored her foreign friend on how to write good fanfiction as her in herself was an excellent fanfiction author and artist.
Unbeknownst to the girl she was being watched, her maroon eyes were easily seen through her followers binoculars, beautiful silky suncooked hazel hair glinted with red highlights in the sunlight, a soft smile graced her delicate tanned features as she awaited her friends answer.
A black sedan drove up it had fresh on the plate and a pistol in the mirror, if anything she felt the fear grip her but she was suddenly grabbed and driven off into thin air.
She began to wake up around what she thought was 7 or 8 and she yelled out into the darkness "Where am I?" she struggled and writhed against her bonds afraid of what was going to happen to her, she felt the fear grip her and take ahold of her soul.