Hi everyone another chapter :D! I'm glad to see that some of you like this story :) Enough blabbering onto the story we go :D
Chapter Rating: M
Chapter Warning: Adult references, Drinking.
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~Foreign Love~
A brown flower petal floated its way down to the marble counter surface. A slam of a wooden door caused more of its brown siblings to disintegrate to the counter top. A tall male trudged through the apartment living room into the monotone kitchen, grey, white and black, was all the colours in his whole apartment the only thing that gave a bright colour were the roses, which have now turned black with death. The dark haired male grabbed a glass cup and poured transparent liquid into it. He needed to get away from the world, this was they only thing that calmed him down, after he took a swig, everything around him slowed down and loosened. He sighed loudly and slumped. Loosing a job is tough, especially if your parents aren't here to support you, or having no friends or anyone to talk to. He had all of those problems, he had to drop out of college because of insufficient funds, he didn't feel like using the family heritage he earned from his parents death, it felt wrong. He groaned, he wish he had someone to talk to, like when he was five, there was always someone there for him, he missed her dearly, hopefully she was thinking of him too...
The female had her own agenda, she had life tied up in a bag ready to go, she had everything thanks to her fathers' job, a nice big apartment, with her own black cat, Luna, her own car, food money she had it all but the thing she didn't have at the moment was a boyfriend and her parents. Her parents were holidaying in Japan, she didn't bother going, because it wasn't her cup of tea but she had more important things to do, being a fashion designer isn't easy, designing, thinking, appointments, models, fashion shows, travelling, really tires a person out even when they are soloing it. She hated travelling having heights as a fear does not mix well with planes especially going overseas.
She sighed loudly knowing she had to think of a design before next week or her boss and the fashion directors will be a pain. That wasn't going to happen, sitting on the couch snugged with a blanket, with a cup of lukewarm hot chocolate and marshmallows, watching drama shows all day seemed like a perfect day, even when sunny but it wasn't it was freezing winter isn't the best months because it's cold and her birthday wasn't in the months that winter was in. She stared into oblivion, sipping her hot drink, the phone rang stirring her awake from her daydream, she placed her drink down and reluctantly got up, she hesitantly answered.
"Hello?" She said, waiting for a reply on the other end.
"Yes this is she." She answered after a pause.
"What..? No..no...no nonononono!" She whispered, as tears streamed down her cheeks, she clutched her waist.
"Wait.. Go to Japan for their funeral?" She repeated, she bit her lip in hesitation, her cerulean eyes darted around the flamboyant apartment, contemplating an answer, she sighed in defeat, it was her parents for Christ sake!
"Yes... I'll attend..."
Sorry shortness, I like suspension! GAHH! SORRY!
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