addicted to body say and cold water rn. also i spent a month on this chapter because the search for pick up lines were extreme. i asked like 5 of my friends for help and only ONE gave some good stuffs - u useless freaks.
(prays they don't read this)
so, yeah. if anyone has experience or some good puns just h e l p me please.
filler chapter !1
just so we're clear, this is written by a kid with an older sister o k. i don't chill at sephora. much.
that is all goodbye.
profile updated: 1wk ago
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[chai-latte]
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following : 320
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crying rn
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|GENDER : male|AGE : 14|BIRTHDAY : (hidden)| .
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Okay.
Just.. okay. Rin has already come to the conclusion that this guy was either a freaking lunatic, a hormonal pedophile, or just a creeper in general – then again, she never even listed out her gender, so – what the actual hell?
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[chai-latte] : what is ur cup size ＠tartè-sentiments ?
(47.8klikes - 51kreposts) posted : 20m ago
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[tartè-sentiments] : hhahaha what?＠chai-latte
(14.5klikes - 17.4kreposts) posted : 4m ago
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[chai-latte] : ＠tartè-sentiments are u a venti, grande, or a 34b?
(9.4klikes - 12.5kreposts) posted : 2m ago
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The girl literally wanted to scream her throat out.
So, this was the guy who listed as the top fiftieth on the most-followed user charts – really?
What the heck has the world even come to?
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She hadn't finished her assignments.
Actually, much less, she hadn't even started on it – but we musn't get too much into the specifics, now, should we?
Especially considering how she had an entire classroom filled with twenty students at her disposal, each and every single one practically begging for her to copy their homework. (Not really, she's just flattering herself here,) the entire school was filled with friendly people, all willing to help her with her studies.
Well, not all, really.
There were still those weirdos who'd prefer to tutor her rather than give her the direct answers.
Jerks. "Ao-ki?" Rin cooed, caressing a hand over the girls shoulder.
"You want to copy my homework, don't you?" She sighed knowingly, looking up from her textbook. "Sorry, I haven't completed mine yet – I'm doing it right now."
Yukari, from a few seats ahead, seemed to take notice of that, tilting her head backwards to see the girl from across many desks before offering: "Hey, you haven't done your assignment? D'you want to copy mine?"
Bless.
This girl was a godsend.
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"Hm.."
Rin barely stifled a yawn, burying her head in her physics book while the redhead continued droning on, draining her energy and resulting in more of her memory loss.
It was just her luck to end up with a nerd as a partner. ("Rin, this is false.." "No, steam condenses to form water, resulting in-" "Ah, hehe, you spelled hydrofluorocarbon wrong.")
Well, you can't break tradition!
Says the overly-chirpy teacher who purposefully matches them up as science partners every single semester for the past three years although the girl practically gets on her knees to beg.
"Rin, this isn't biology, why are you drawing a pe–"
She barely manages to muffle the idiot's mouth in time, a librarian patrolling the halls shooting them a sharp warning glare.
Damn it. "Censor your mouth a bit, won't you?!"
"Ah, yeah. Okay." Fukase nodded at her scowl before going back to dig his nose inside a different book. He didn't stay quiet for long, however: "So, apparently, a snail bred in captivity can manage to live up to about fifteen years." At her accusatory glare, he just shrugged, "Just thought that you'd like to know. They're fascinating – snails are."
The girl chewed on her blonde locks in frustration.
"Oh, um, you wrote down Newton's second law of motion.. instead of first."
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"How pretty is this lippie?"
"Nnn.. it looks nice, matches Rin's skintone very well."
"I mean on me, you blundering idiot-"
"Ah, my apologies for not recognising the beauty of a shrieking banshee-"
Rin scanned through the array of cosmetics, continuously dabbing the samples on her hand and finding herself to smile whenever a particular one would match along with her colour scheme greatly.
The blonde paid no mind to the quarrel behind her, breathing a sigh in relief when she'd finally found her favourite aisle.
Tarte.
It has always been her favourite – Tarte Cosmetics.
And that's why she's brought them all the way out here, after promising a fun get-together.
Actually, they were the one that promised the fun – she's merely tagging along for an excuse to go to the mall. Ofcourse, she'd told them to 'get lost' and mind their own business, but they insisted to come along with her to Sephora.
Much to Miku's dismay, considering how the girl preferred shopping online.
Going to these cosmetic-chain stores personally was simply just a waste of time.
Len, however, seemed to be enjoying himself.
"Are you going to have a haul?" The boy questions, bending over to observe the perfumes lined up against the wall. For 'her's, mind you, but it's not exactly nice to judge a person based on sexuality in this generation, so.. "Completely wipe out your allowance, maybe?"
The blonde shrugged, "Mm, nah."
"Did you finally convert into an easy-going, frugal lifestyle?"
Len moved his location to observe some glosses – and she swore that she saw him dump a handful into her basket – which she immediately went to confirm, throwing him an accusatory look.
"It'll look pretty on you." He shrugs.
"I'm not going to waste my allowance on–"
"–So, I've been considering a vegan lifestyle, along with a gluten-free diet," The tealette easily cut in, a twinkle in her eye. "It'll be amazing; Rin, you should attempt with me – you're already against cruelty-free products, and you have a nice figure, so-"
"–There's this really great ice-cream shop just around the corner. You know, fatbaby?"
Miku glared, slightly irked that her sentence had been interrupted, but entered the conversation anyways, raising a brow at the grinning boy.
"It's not gluten-free, though – sorry; Me and Rin will have a blast."
"You bloody arse–"
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Miku was frowning all throughout the past ten minutes, constantly shooting the other two sharp, hell-worthy glares. While Rin could only giggle gleefully under her breath, the other blond was standing in the middle of them, looking completely bewildered.
He lightly tapped the youngest's waist, raising a brow at her as if to demand an explanation.
The tealette didn't take all too kindly to that, however: "If you want to ask of something regarding me, just question me directly yourself – I'll answer honestly, unlike that little slu–"
"–hey! Hey, okay." Len nods, trying to prevent the girl from swearing her head off. "What's wrong with you-?"
She pointed a finger at Rin.
Then, she redirected it towards the shop that they've just exited five minutes ago.
"The skirt; it's sold out!"
Rin snickered.
"She bloody bought the last skirt yesterday, and now it's gone – completely gone!" The older female wailed through her heartbreak, tears brimming at her eyes: "I wanted that skirt, it was absolutely stunning, Len – breathtaking – but she blew it. She broke all my dreams – she bought it."
"Damn, that's a lowblow – ooh, chai latte!"
She swore that her heart stopped right then and there. –wait, why was she overreacting over some guy on the internet who happened to get popular and steal away her rankin–
Panic flares to her throat–
Before she could speak up, however, someone else already had.
"I want some!" Miku chirped, jabbing a finger against Len's chest, "Race you to the stall – loser pays for it. On three, two, one-"
Ah.. so they were talking about the drink – okay, okay, alright–
Maybe she should.. calm down for a bit.
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Stay off the internet, stay off social media.
GET OFF!
No matter how many times she had repeated the same sentence in her head, her attempts only resulted in no avail. The blonde constantly finds herself crawling back onto her bed and pulling over the laptop, stopping only when she realised she was at the log-in screen.
Freaking, freak, hell.
Oh well, no matter how many times she'd been judged for her internet addiction, atleast she was sane. She could've ended up as a drug-dealer instead, but no, she hadn't.
And, honestly, she believes that she deserves some credit for that.
Mobile credit, specifically; that way, she'd have some data and be able to check her feed while she's on the go – ah, no shit; that would be going against her current intention, dammit..
But, if she didn't... ah a a a a
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[chai-latte] : are u a latte bc ur hatte ＠tartè-sentiments
(23.3klikes - 25.2kreposts) posted : 8m ago
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[chai-latte] : wait no that was lame s orry ＠tartè-sentiments
(25.3klikes - 28.6kreposts) posted : 7m ago
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Okay, she's got to admit – that was fairly good.
In a lame way.
But she isn't giving up on this all too soon.
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"..Rin, it's three in the morning."
"And I get that, I really do, but I need some advice from you–"
"..pfft. Look, you're absolutely adorable, and I love you and all, but-"
"Come on, Len, just hear me out. I'll be quick."
She took a deep breath in anticipation.
There was a sound of shifting on the other end, a tired yawn, followed by a frustrated hum to accentuate the boy's thoughts as he considered it thoroughly. Rin could just imagine him sitting at the staircase, twirling the phone cord around a finger, chewing on a stray lock of his light golden hair.
Obviously, that was because she was doing the exact same thing.
"..Fine," He finally relents, "..I'll give you two minutes, hurry up – dad just got home, he's rolling in the driveway right now – I'm not particularly fond of having to explain why I'm still awake."
Rin breathed a sigh in relief.
"Alright, okay, so.. be honest, is popularity important?"
There was a still silence.
The boy seemed to contemplate for a while, before.. "..Are you talking about social media..?"
"–haha.. maybe?"
"..dammit, Rin. And to think I actually had my hopes up for you – oh, shit."
She could hear the sound of a door unlocking, frantic scrambling and a quick cuss from her friend's voice before the call ended.
Rin gaped, staring at the phone in disbelief – he hung up on her?!
Burying her face into her knees, the blonde groaned.
It seems that this was something that she'll be pondering on for a while.
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probs a disappointing chapter because i was lazy to write properly.
also because i can't think of any more usernames? help?
i'll do more of the interaction between rin and her followers afterwards.
(reviews would be appreciated. no puns here. wow.)
also i will now still respond to reviews from one year ago even though they're probably not even eligible for me to reply anymore. cr i es :(
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Guest : thanks. unu i accidentally surpassed the limit - i'll bear that in mind next time uwaah
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clockwork marionette : HOW DID YOU KNOW WHAT - now the spoilers are exposed. how could you do this to me. how.
maybe you told me once but you forgot.
AND also wHaT REALLY? SO IF MULTIPLICATION IS BEFORE DIVISION YOU DO MULTIPLICATION FIRST ?
to be fair, i don't know 6 over 12 of those people. like, it's just because i don't have a 'taken' in my bio. heck.
yEEE m ay be Rin does. cheerios
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violetmistress : but I don't even KNOW 100,000 words-?!
Shh, grandma, it'll be our little secret.
Your skin is pale white, and ice cold. Your eyes change color, and sometimes you speak like - like you're from a different time. You never eat or drink anything; you don't go into the sunlight - I know what you are..
:( aw
Pfft, kewl-dragon slayer? Who told you that kind of nonsense -? Kids these days, /wiggles eyebrows
GumixRin ftw, yee.
No problem, homie, I'll be awaiting your visit. ohohoh- darn the puns, though.
If you want a Yuzuki you gotta stop being a Yuzuki-
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Kagamine Orange : thank you d(o^o)b
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Iwanaga-hime : Yeee, Pulau Pinang! :D
WOW, I'll keep that in mind. If I ever do get interested, I mean. um.
Actually, I don't remember why I said that anymore - probably having to do with 'iwa' being connected to 'earth/rock' and 'kaze' to wind.
I am apparently bias, because airbenders seem cooler to me than earthbenders-
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Lalala : Ahh, thank youuuu!
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cute : Thank you!
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Alice2795 : Wahahahah, thanks, Alice. :D
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rebma : I'M ACTUALLY HONESTLY REALLY TOUCHED.
Thank you!
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tbc.