It has been brought to my attention about my grammar problems. That is why I hired a Beta person. Plus a grammar app on the safe side.
As for the user "Fujiki", I will consider doing a Piko x Vy2 soon. As for now, I must organize my stories. Especially the ones I'm highly behind in.
Anyway, please R&R. Enjoy.
I stumbled in the door once I finally managed to open it. Apparently I've forgotten that I had my keys in my back pocket this whole time.
Flicking on the light switch, I saw bottles after bottles of empty Vodka. Viewing this pitiful sight of my home had brought me to feel mixed emotions. ...Pitty? Sadness? Anger? ...Oh no, it was all of them.
`The only thing you can be sad about is yourself, Gakupo.´ I froze once I heard a familiar voice. `Look to your right.´ The voice had spoken once more.
It was then that I had slowly turned to my right to only see the mirror I had placed by the front door not too long ago. I was surprised to see myself, or should I say "my old self". There he stood scolding at me from the mirror.
`If anyone should be surprised to see someone at this moment, it is me.´ He closed his eyes for moment as he let out a heavy sigh. `To watch yourself fall is something more pitiful to see. Your friend made a point. You stopped doing what you have loved." I began to look down in disappointment for myself. `Look at me! ...Remember when you had always written in your notebook when you felt down, happy, angry or sad? Now that your relationship had ended you suddenly decided to drink?! Instead of writing, you decided to make yourself even more depressed by drinking!´ He glared at me once I gave eye contact.
"I'm sorry-" "Don't say sorry to me, but to yourself." He lastly said.
Right when I had started to see my regular reflection, I immediately became disgusted.
`You said you wanted to start over, right Gakupo?´ My reflection had then pointed downwards to a pair of scissors that was on the floor. `Let that be a starter for you. Until then, help shall come on its own for you.´ The reflection that was once talking to me had now came back into being a regular reflection in the mirror.
I then bent down towards the floor and grabbed the large black pair of scissors.
Right when I held them, it had suddenly clicked to me as what I need to do for my starter.
"I should go do this inside the bathroom."I told myself as I began to stand back up.
As for the rest of the night, I've done the things I wouldn't even thought of did if it weren't for my conscience.
The Next Morning...
I slowly began to wake up once I felt the sunlight hit my eyes.
My headache was gone thanks to Kaito giving me the Aspirin yesterday. I will have to remember to give him something for my gratitude.
As I shifted out of my bed, I stepped on a plastic bag full of something purple. I rubbed my eyes to make sure my vision wasn't mess up.
"Is that...my hair?" I stared blankly at the bag with wide eyes. It was then that I hopped out of bed and ran straight to the bathroom. "I couldn't have done it! I just couldn't!" I screamed as I pushed open the bathroom door.
As I jumped in front the mirror, I nearly screamed once I saw myself in the mirror.
My hair was barely shoulder length. Odd enough, it was styled in its own way. The five o'clock shadow I once had was now gone. ...I looked like my old self but ... different.
"I actually did it." I said in disbelief as I began to run my fingers through my hair. "How did I... . No! When the hell did I cut and shave?!" I ran my hand over my face to feel how smooth of a shave I did.
Placing my hand on the sink I felt something cold. I looked down to see a pair of scissors lying on the edge of the sink. It was then that I realized what I've done last night. ...Not only did I do this; I've thrown away all the bottles of Vodka in the house. I even went so far as to clean the house up.
"Now I remember." I slowly calmed myself down before I walked back into my room. I should have remembered doing all that once I woke up. My room more organized than usual.
I'm also starting to remember that I placed a fresh pair of clothes at the edge of my bed along with my laptop. A nice black buttoned up shirt with a silk white vest had been folded neatly along the edge. A pair of dark fitted jeans hung on the side as well with my reading glasses folded on top of them.
The outfit was simply perfect, but where was I going to where this to ...That's right. Kaito is going to interview his new employee.
I could go congratulate the kid along with paying Kaito back. Besides, I could go work on my stories while I'm there.
"Perfect."