So uhm, yeah, this is my first story on .3.
yeahhhh
/i hope you all like it don't kill me
Miku sighed. Her boyfriend was late. Again. "... Damn ass..." Dialing his number, she sighed again.
"... Is he even going to pick up this time?"
Hesitantly, she pressed the fluorescent green call button.
"... Brrrr ...
... Brrrr ...
... Brrrr ...
... Brrrr ...
... Brrrr ...
... This number you are calling does not currently have a voice mailbox set up. Goodbye."
"Aaaand of course not. It'd take a miracle for him to answer one of my calls."
Would it kill him to not be two hours late for once? Would it?
Sunlight set on the park.
17:00
"... Four hours into waiting for my boyfriend, yay." Miku muttered.
Couples were everywhere, Miku noticed. She wished she hadn't.
Moonlight bathed the area.
19:00
"... Six hours." Miku whispered quietly, holding back tears.
The park was empty now, Miku noted. She wished the couples would come back, jealous as she was. They filled something; watching them gave Miku a certain fullness.
Drops fell and collided with the ground.
21:00
"... I.. I.. should go home."
And so she did, her tears blending with the rain.
A/N: I'm uh, not gonna lie. I had an entirely different story planned, but this came out. I was going to say that this is based off my boyfriend, but he's way too nice to do something like this. (The original idea was so sweet what did I dooooo ; v;)
SHE'S GONNA GET STRONGER AND WHOOP HIS ASS I SWEAR OK