I feel it comin' up my throat…Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap…god I wish I never spoke…now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap…
And this is why you don't introduce Nashi to Nightcore Melanie Martinez! Because she never stops singing it (And because she can't take the awesomeness of it)!
Here's a lil' Nashi story based off that song!
"Well…erm…it's just that…" the pink-haired girl stuttered nervously, waiting for his answer for her confession. She looked away from the navy-haired boy that stood across her, down at her feet. Tears burned her eyes, but she blinked them back.
"I…" She mumbled. She turned around and stormed off, furious at herself. "Nashi, you idiot!" she screamed, burying her face in her hands. Tears flowed down her face as she began to sing.
"Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap…" she mumbled, then choked down a sob and she sprinted away from the light touch of Storm's fingers on her shoulder.
"Nashi…" He said. He reached out to her, but realizing he couldn't catch her, he let it fall.
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Nashi sprinted home and locked the door of the bathroom behind her. She ripped the drawer under the sink open and accidentally pulled the door off. She pushed it out of the way, not caring, and grabbed a box of soap. Her hands fumbled as she opened the box and slipped the bar of soap out. She quickly rinsed it under the tap water and stuck it in her mouth.
Tears silently dribbled down her cheeks and her mouth filled with the sour taste.
God, I wish I never spoke…
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Nashi woke up to the taste of bile pushing against her throat. It made it's way up, and onto the floor. It quickly mixed with the awful taste of soap, and turned to something even more terrible. She coughed hard and reached for her phone to call for help.
There was a message from Storm.
She quickly typed in her password and read it.
I like you too, Nashi.
Okay so here's my derpy story with a kinda happy ending…
NEVER EAT SOAP KIDS! Seriously though, don't…