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Cyndaquil:She owns nothing.He was drunk. You could smell it but he didn't stop. The bar tender didn't care.
His red bangles of hair kept obstructing his view or get caught in his tears. When he finished he fished his pockets for cash. It wasn't his cash. He stole it. He was still a thief at heart. Was that why she left him?
"Closing up time mate." The bar tender said.
He nodded at him and hobbled out the pub. He couldn't think straight. Everything around him was spinning rapidly making him throw up. He just groaned and walked down the road keeping his left hand on the wall. The alcohol didn't numb the pain in his heart. It numbed everything else.
He headed down an alley and collapsed. He put his head in his hands. The amount of alcohol in his system really messed with his mind. He didn't care that much.
Near by a girl with pink hair was looking around. She wanted to say sorry. She really didn't mean to shout at him. Her friends had set him up and she fell for it. They really did not him. Now she was scared. What if he did something stupid? What if he tried to kill himself?
She looked down every alley and in every pub so far no luck. She was really getting scared. No one had seen him. It was like he never existed. She looked down the last alley on the street.
There was a person with red hair wearing a black jacket, white trouser and black boots.
She ran up to him. He was freezing and barely breath. His pulse was faint. Then he blacked out.
Evestar:Cyndaquil's upset because no one loves him.
Cyndquil:Shut up.
E.S.P:Don't be so mean.
QE:Plz review.