Disclaimer: Why must I go through this.yes I own JTHM. Yes I am Jhonen
Vasquez. Yes, those two things were lies. I own nothing...except this plot.
But it can be taken..duplicated...stolen...yeah.
Here's the fourth chapter. Dear me, I'm going strong today. Three chapters so far in one day. Wowness. But I know I suck at angstyness. I am very hungry. You know, I'm getting really sick of people laughing at me at the mall, but I'm getting even more sick of having to tell them to leave me alone. I haven't eaten today. But we ran out of Ramen. I cry. Hey..we DO have Cheetos...
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The next night, Devi left her apartment once more and walked down the sidewalk, heading to the right. She would go to 24/7, get some Senor Salsa chips and maybe a fizz-wizz, probably grape, and then she would head back home and watch American Idol just for the fun of watching the bad singers get heartbroken. Yes, doing that was fun. Or maybe she would just read a little in 'Nightfall', and then head off to bed after the words started to blur together. To tell the truth, she didn't really have plans, but she wanted to be outside tonight. She loved the cold. She wasn't sure why. Maybe because it matched how her heart had been lately. Frozen. She was about two blocks away from her apartment when she saw him passing her. Nny.
He was walking with his head cast down to the ground, tears on the edges of his dark eyes. Devi stopped and watched him go. There was something so pathetic and forlorn about his stooped figure that she almost felt herself feeling sorry for him.
She watched him pass a guy and his girlfriend. The guy reached out and shoved Nny, knocking his thin body to the ground in a display of his 'machoness' as they passed Nny. He just lay there on the side of the road, looking up at the dark sky with a glazed look in his eyes. Devi shook her head. He was just so pitiful that she couldn't help but feel sympathy for him. She walked over to where he lay and grabbed the back of his shirt collar, pulling him awkwardly to his feet.
"Hey there Nny. Haven't seen you in a long time," Devi said, forcing a little smile.
"Devi," Nny said in pure shock.
"Yeah. So how have you been?" Devi asked with all the friendliness she could congregate.
"I'm..I'm fine. How are you?" he asked, still in disbelief.
"Fine. Just fine. I'm surprised you didn't kill that guy," Devi said with a touch of cold sarcasm. Nny cringed, but then Devi's smile returned.
"I didn't have to," Nny said, his gaze sweeping over her. She was just as beautiful as he remembered her.
"So, what are you doing for Christmas?" Devi asked. Nny's eyes grew cheerless.
"Nothing really. It gets sort of lonely, the same old routine of...solitude," Nny mumbled, looking at his feet.
"Hey Nny?"
"What?" Nny asked, looking back up at her.
"Do you want to come to my apartment for a while tonight and talk? It gets sort of lonely."
"Yes."
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Wow, yes, the amazing Moonchild has completed yet another chapter for your amusement. Hope you enjoyed it, because I enjoyed writing it.
Here's the fourth chapter. Dear me, I'm going strong today. Three chapters so far in one day. Wowness. But I know I suck at angstyness. I am very hungry. You know, I'm getting really sick of people laughing at me at the mall, but I'm getting even more sick of having to tell them to leave me alone. I haven't eaten today. But we ran out of Ramen. I cry. Hey..we DO have Cheetos...
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The next night, Devi left her apartment once more and walked down the sidewalk, heading to the right. She would go to 24/7, get some Senor Salsa chips and maybe a fizz-wizz, probably grape, and then she would head back home and watch American Idol just for the fun of watching the bad singers get heartbroken. Yes, doing that was fun. Or maybe she would just read a little in 'Nightfall', and then head off to bed after the words started to blur together. To tell the truth, she didn't really have plans, but she wanted to be outside tonight. She loved the cold. She wasn't sure why. Maybe because it matched how her heart had been lately. Frozen. She was about two blocks away from her apartment when she saw him passing her. Nny.
He was walking with his head cast down to the ground, tears on the edges of his dark eyes. Devi stopped and watched him go. There was something so pathetic and forlorn about his stooped figure that she almost felt herself feeling sorry for him.
She watched him pass a guy and his girlfriend. The guy reached out and shoved Nny, knocking his thin body to the ground in a display of his 'machoness' as they passed Nny. He just lay there on the side of the road, looking up at the dark sky with a glazed look in his eyes. Devi shook her head. He was just so pitiful that she couldn't help but feel sympathy for him. She walked over to where he lay and grabbed the back of his shirt collar, pulling him awkwardly to his feet.
"Hey there Nny. Haven't seen you in a long time," Devi said, forcing a little smile.
"Devi," Nny said in pure shock.
"Yeah. So how have you been?" Devi asked with all the friendliness she could congregate.
"I'm..I'm fine. How are you?" he asked, still in disbelief.
"Fine. Just fine. I'm surprised you didn't kill that guy," Devi said with a touch of cold sarcasm. Nny cringed, but then Devi's smile returned.
"I didn't have to," Nny said, his gaze sweeping over her. She was just as beautiful as he remembered her.
"So, what are you doing for Christmas?" Devi asked. Nny's eyes grew cheerless.
"Nothing really. It gets sort of lonely, the same old routine of...solitude," Nny mumbled, looking at his feet.
"Hey Nny?"
"What?" Nny asked, looking back up at her.
"Do you want to come to my apartment for a while tonight and talk? It gets sort of lonely."
"Yes."
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Wow, yes, the amazing Moonchild has completed yet another chapter for your amusement. Hope you enjoyed it, because I enjoyed writing it.
