ɢᴀɴɢ-𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗦! [ ᴛʀ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ! ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ]
CH.2
Chemical Romance - Teenagers
They said, "All teenagers scare the livin' shit out of me"
They could care less as long as someone bleed
So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
ULTIMATE OBJECTIVE: Give M/n the Haitani hospitality!
-PLAN A
"What is this...?" M/n dropped his things on the floor upon seeing the state of the house; his liquor cabinet was unlocked, beer bottles scattered, dirt on his carpet, food spilled on the floor, and the couch lay Rindou with his 'buddies' who were snoring.
"what does it look like? we're having a party" Rindou smirked, ready to see a fuming M/n. he was finally getting a glimpse of what facade he was hiding underneath his mask. abusive? or perhaps bipolar?
"alright, have fun. I'll clean up after you're done" M/n smiled before picking up his things and going to his room. Rindou sat there stunned, even Ran who was watching from the crack of the door was confused.
"it...didn't work?" Ran came out, his eyes glued on M/n bedroom door.
"b-but aren't these expensive? for sure I thought he'd lash out" Rindou double-checked the price on the beer bottles he finished. sure enough, they were expensive ones.
"fuck, It failed. what now?"
"continue drinking? is it good though?" Ran grabbed an unfinished wine bottle, giving it a light gulp. to his shock, the flavors were rich and smooth. perfectly fermented, slightly bitter but has a sweet aftertaste. he could hardly believe, M/n would just overlook what Rindou just did to his liquors.
"they do! that's why I'm surprised he just walks out."
"probably sulking, pfft..."
Rindou ranted while Ran just laughed at his brother's failure. little did they know, it was wrong to mess with the cunning M/n.
M/n ordered the finest wine he could place his hands on. After that, he paid for a certain medicine, and he was ready to get back to Rindou.
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"No way-!" Rindou exclaimed, he was ecstatic when he found the liquor cabinet filled with expensive liquors. now that he knew that M/n only buys perfectly fermented wine, he didn't hesitate to grab a bottle and two wine glasses
"Ran-nii! The old geezer bought wine again, wanna finish it together?" Rindou shouted, clinking the glass on the bottle to alert some noise. soon, Ran come out of their shared room.
"is the bitch out again?"
"he has work and won't be back for the next 4 hours"
Rindou shrugged, uncapping the cork off the bottle. the blonde poured a glass into his and Ran's bottle before taking a swig of the sweet mellow drink.
"mmm~! wines are the best!! his fault for not putting a lock on the cabinet this time~"
"he didn't?"
"yeah, a dumb move if I'm being honest"
Ran couldn't help but feel uneasy about it. It's like something bad will happen.
he takes a look at the red wine in his glass. swaying it lightly and taking a sip of it.
It tasted like the wine he drank yesterday so he kept drinking.
however, the drink seemed a little more bitter than the last wine he drank. he figured it was just the brand and he plainly shrugged it off. The two finished the whole bottle and were now on their second bottle.
and about 2 and a half hours in, the liquor cabinet is almost empty.
Rindou smiled and giggled until he felt his stomach churn as if someone was punching him in the gut.
"FucK- my stomach hurts...!" Rindou held his abdomen in pain. Ran came to his brother's aid and tried to help him.
keyword: tried.
Ran too felt like he got punched in the gut so hard it made him glued on the floor with Rindou.
'shit, is it the wine!? that son of a-' Rindou's thoughts were caught off as he heard the front door open and in comes the culprit.
"y-you!" Ran pointed at the adult
"dear me, it's rude to point at others you know?" M/n smiled despite them being on the floor.
"y-you...did this!" Rindou yelped as he felt his stomach churn once again.
"I was out working while you drank all my precious wine, yet you accuse me of your own doing? the audacity really..." M/n sighs, shaking his head in disapproval.
"tch-! URk-" Rindou ran to the bathroom, followed by Ran
Ran vomits on the sink, either from too much alcohol or something else...
Meanwhile, Rindou sat on the toilet, wrapping his hand around his abdomen.
"Fuck...son of a bitch..." Ran cursed under his breath. he slammed his hand on the counter, causing some things to drop off, including his brush.
"SHIT-!" Ran panicked, trying to catch his brush before it touched the dirty trash bin
He sighed heavily when he caught it. however, his eyes landed on an object inside the trash can. he took it, and it was a skinny box. he read the name of the object.
"laxatives...?"
Rindou's head snapped towards his brother, shocked at the discovery.
"He did not!" Rindou snatched the medicine from Ran's hands. analyzing to make sure what he heard was true.
"that motherfucker..."
-PLAN A: FAILED
-INITIATING PLAN B
M/n was shocked when he came home late. why? the house was ransacked.
dishes were piling up, messy clothes were on the floor, and takeout was sprawled on the table. on the couch was Ran.
"oh, you're back. can you clean this up? need to take a shower, I'm tired"
although Ran was the cleanest one between him and Rindou, as the adult had observed. he guess the eldest would do anything just to see him get pissed.
M/n just smiled and placed his stuff on the couch, taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack. Ran scoffed at the outcome.
instead of M/n, Ran was the one who got pissed.
the lilac-eyed male stomps his way to the bathroom to shower before he goes to bed.
"Tch, my plan didn't even work. his face barely changed" Ran scowled. his brother wasn't at home since he was out drinking with his peers.
Rindou would never trust any of M/n's wines after what happened
Ran didn't want to go with his brother because he needed his beauty sleep. he saw this as the perfect execution for his plan which had completely failed.
now, he was just showering and enjoying the warm water that was enveloping his body.
he flinched when he heard a low 'vrr' outside the bathroom.
'is he vacuuming?' Ran thought, shrugging it off and continuing washing his hair.
he soon finished. wrapping his hair with a clean towel. walking out of the bathroom, he was surprised at how clean it was from before,
no dirty dishes, no clothes scattered, not even the Chinese takeout, and no M/n in sight though. he smiled and assumed that the adult was inside his room.
he too went to his room to dress up. Upon entering his room, he noticed an unpleasant smell. it wasn't rotten or anything, rather it was a smell that didn't belong inside a bedroom. Let's say it is inside a fast-food restaurant.
Ran thought that the smell would dissipate, thinking that the smell of the Chinese takeout lingered inside his and Rindou's room. He got dressed and was ready to hit the hay at 11 o'clock.
the teen was ready to jump to his bed, he plopped on the bed and immediately gasped from what penetrated his back, something hard like metal poked him under the sheets.
he quickly got up and rubbed the sore spot it poked, while grabbing the duvet to pull it off.
he was greeted by the dirty plates and silverware, accompanied by the used clothes he scattered in the living room along with a few of the boxes from the Chinese takeout. some of the food staining the sheets.
it made him cringe at the state of his bed, it was a mess!
did M/n...?
THAT SON OF A-
his thoughts were interrupted when Rindou opened the bedroom door.
"uhm...what the hell are those?" Rindou pointed at the garbage on Ran's bed.
"that's the son of a bitch of a 'father' did this!" Ran gripped the sheets tightly.
"let me guess...your plan didn't work.
"shut the fuck up"
Ran didn't have any choice but to share a bed with his brother. now they're both lying down, they seem to be glaring at each other. Ran was blatantly pissed off about what happened to his soft bed, meanwhile, Rindou was mad that he needed to share a bed with his brother
"good night asshole"
-PLAN B: FAILED (MISERABLY)
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"It's been a while M/n! my apologies for not checking up on you, I just got back from the Philippines" An adult with raven hair, dark as his eyes are, laughs nervously.
"It's alright Shinichiro-san. It's a good thing you made it home safely, welcome back" another adult chuckled, his e/c looking fondly at his dearest friend.
M/n and Shinichiro were hanging out inside a cafe that M/n owned, the smell of coffee beans wafting through the air, and the scent of the fresh baked goods out of the oven complemented the atmosphere.
"enough about me, how about you? this place looks fantastic as always" Shinichiro marveled at how the interior design never failed to amaze him
"It's doing well, I just opened another location near Roppongi" M/n was flattered nonetheless. he took a sip of his espresso and a bite of his croissant.
"oh, wow! congrats M/n!" Shinichiro was impressed by the lad's accomplishments, it really was a shocker how a gangster becomes a successful adult.
sometimes, it is hard to believe he was the most feared leader in Shibuya 9 years ago
"you know...I'm really impressed with you. You grow up and got a nice job, even if you exchange it for your happiness..." the mention of 'happiness' made the H/c-haired man flinch.
"hehe...it's fine really...how are they?" M/n asked with a solemn face, he was genuinely curious about how his gang; Extravaganza, was doing.
the last time he heard about them was 3 years ago. and it seems most of them changed their phone number for some reason.
"From what I heard, they agreed to disband it since most of them are turning 20. they also said it wasn't as fun after you left" Somehow, M/n's stomach feels fuzzy. his teammates still care for him.
"I see..." M/n looks down on his cup of espresso. Shinichiro sweatdropped at the sudden awkwardness in the air.
"uhm...changing the topic, My siblings really miss you so much. They want you to come to visit them again" Shinichiro grazed his finger on his cheek, averting his gaze from the
H/c-haired male
"aww, how are they? I hope they're not giving you a headache, otherwise, your handsome face will get wrinkles" M/n failed to notice the blush decorating the Raven-haired man's cheek.
"erm.. They haven't, not yet at least. Mikey is always going out in the about picking fights with kids while Emma throws a tantrum when I don't let her come with me to the bike shop when she knows that she'll get bored in about 5 minutes inside the shop, Izana don't cause me trouble though so he's a good kid, although Mikey would invite him to pick fights" Shinichiro rant like a stressed father, pulling a clump of his hair. The other adult could only chuckle at the man's troubles.
"Good to know they are still themselves" M/n smiles fondly, remembering the Sano siblings being excited whenever he comes over.
"speaking of kids...I actually have two kids of my own-"
"PFFFTTTT-"
Shinichiro choked on his coffee at the words that came out of the male's mouth. His eyes were wide and shocked.
"*cough* *cough* p-pardon?"
"I said that I too have two lovely children-"
"so my ears aren't deceiving me..."
Shinichiro's voice sounds disappointed at best.
"I-I mean...! Congrats! Who's the lucky girl...?"
"girl? I adopted them Shin-chan" M/n clarified. Making Shinichiro sigh in relief.
At first, he didn't wanna accept the fact that M/n was taken. Not after he knows he has feelings for the lad.
Ever since they were teenagers, Shinichiro has been attached to M/n, Aka his childhood crush.
Their encounter was rather... Intriguing.
They didn't meet under normal circumstances, nor did they meet in school as classmates.
Instead, they met when both of their gangs were head to head.
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"hah? Another gang mess with one of our members?" A teen with H/c locks and E/c, opened his eyes to meet his vice president's ones. His body shifted on the couch to face him.
"Apparently they got jumped, they said they want our turf... I believe it's time we bare our teeth at them to show who still owns Shibuya" Goda Harada, the Extravaganza's Vice president spoke with determination.
Determination to crush the ones who mess with their members, that is.
"what do you say, commander? Do we get the go?" if Goda has a tail, it would be wagging from side to side, like a little dog waiting for their owner to give them a signal.
"ehhh...which gang'?" M/n stretched his arms, yawning a little as he felt the warmth of his bed leaving as soon as he stood up.
"black dragon, sir" This perked the male's interest. He had heard about the gang and their leader, however, the said leader is worded out as a weak bitch but has the will of steel.
"black dragon huh... alright, you have my word. Tomorrow at midnight, we shall give them the fight they want" M/n pat Goda's shoulder. Goda bowed as a sign of respect.
"thank you! Sir!" Goda shouted with pride.
He exited out of the lad's house to tell the others about the fight.
M/n was just bored out of his mind and just wanted something to do. Honestly, his gang isn't the type of gang that picks fights at random, they're just a simple gang that will fight if provoked or if someone asks for war.
And somehow Extravaganza became the most feared gang.
All because of the lazy brat slumping on the bed. Despite his tendency to be lazy and calm, he can be terrifying to go up against once he's put in a fight.
Now, his gang was about to go to war with the black dragon.
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"h-huh?! You picked a fight with Extravaganza?! Why would you just do that!?" A teen with Raven-hair shouted in disbelief. Unfortunately, one of his members picks a fight with one of the Extravaganza's divisions.
Knowing how Extravaganza acts when provoked, didn't put him at ease.
"do you want to call it off?" Takeomi Akashi, the Vice president of black dragon asks his commander, Shinichiro Sano.
"but isn't it cowardly when our gang was the one who commenced the fight?" Wakasa tilted his head, nibbling on a stick of a lollipop.
"you fucking dips hits initiated a fight without thinking, you dumbasses" Keizo smacks the two guilty members with his big hands
"Wakasa has a point, our gang is known to never back down" Takeomi sighs in defeat.
"so? What do you say, captain? Fight or flight?" Keizou nudged his leader to give out the order.
"um...but it's Extravaganza we're dealing with..." Shinichiro fiddled with his fingers, feeling a wave of fear.
"And? We have a leader who fights until we win. Also, I wanna see Extravaganza in action" Wakasa yawns, he was plainly looking for something to do.
Shinichiro felt a sense of comfort within his friends. He appreciates their cheering for him.
Taking a deep breath, he raises his fists in the air.
"Let's beat Extravaganza!"
"Yeah!"
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-THUD
Spoiler alert, Black dragon failed.
All members were sprawled on the floor. All Unit captains were down, breathing heavily while their noses were burning from the blood.
Only splurging sounds were heard through the atmosphere, in the middle of the bodies, were two people standing.
Although the other person was practically trying to stand up, the other kept landing punches and kicks.
"Mann...you're a tough one to put down, I guess the rumors are true" M/n landed a roundhouse kick toward the Black Dragons captain.
All of the Black Dragon member's eyes were on the two, all having hope for their dear leader.
"fuck...I can't move my legs..." Takeomi mumbled, clenching his fists in anger.
Extravaganza was no joke, they were taken out in under 10 minutes flat.
Most of the beating was from their leader,
M/n better known as Nightingale. and now they just had to pathetically lie on the ground while they were defeated.
"you really don't back down, and honestly..." M/n elbowed Shinichiro on the abdomen, making the poor lad kneel on the floor in pain.
"you should know when to quit" he grabbed a fist full of Shinichiro's hair, holding him up to his eye level.
"argh...I won't...back down..." Shinichiro was still strong as ever, in reality, he was reaching his limit.
"tch, still stubborn" M/n retracted his hand and punched him square in the face.
Shinichiro landed on the cold floor, coughing up blood as his arms carried his body for support.
"Why would you even start a fight when you know you can't win it?" he made Shinichiro look at him again, waiting for the teen's answer.
"I...we will win...as long as I'm still standing..." Needless to say, the teen was spewing bullshit. he was kneeling and not standing at all.
"you're funny, I'll give you that. sorry to burst your bubble though, my gang will still win" M/n was readying his fist to land another punch.
"any last words before I knock you out?" M/n smirked, preparing to land a heavy hit so he could knock the teen out. Shinichiro was gasping for air, unable to find words to say.
his nose was bleeding terribly and his fingers were shaking, close to fainting if the beating ever kept up. trying to pull himself together, he tried to at least land a punch on
Nightingale before he could lose consciousness.
it was fairly dark so he was aiming at nothing. heck, he can't even see M/n's face while fighting him. Shinichiro cursed as his fists collided with the air rather than the Leader.
He wished for a single light to hit them, or at least a car that would pass by them. luck was on the boy's hands as a car came swerving to the side, It's headlight shining brightly.
using this to his advantage, he lunged forward as soon as the light hit M/n, revealing the Leader features to Shinichiro.
That's when he stopped
Instead of a punch, a soft touch was given.
M/n froze when Shinichiro held his face with such care.
"you're..." Shinichiro muttered. Enough for the male to hear it.
"so...beautiful..." Shinichiro was in disbelief.
The fierce Leader of Extravaganza was rare to spot. Most of their fights take place somewhere dark during the night. No one ever recognized the lad's face.
Some say he was a tall man with an intimidating face plastered on his face. But this...the so-called intimidating face isn't the first thing Shinichiro would describe him.
His features were soft and gentle. His hair was silky, his face was the one that captured the Raven-haired heart.
"excuse me-" M/n scowled but stopped when he noticed the Shinichiro swaying, then collapsing on him.
The raven-haired male fell on M/n's shoulder, thankfully he was able to catch him. brushing off the small tint of blush dusting his cheeks, he looks at the beaten Black Dragon members.
he then looks at his own members, making eye contact with his vice, Goda.
one stare and Goda already knows the drill. Goda went to the injured black dragon members and aided them.
"w-what...? What are you doing?" Takeomi flinched when Goda helped him stand up.
"helping you up"
"I can see that- but I don't get why though?" Takeomi was on guard, in case the boy did something awful.
"boss ordered us to aid you guys, be thankful"
Goda snarled at the tall guy, cursing at the male's height because of the imbalance of his support for him.
seeing the confusion on the boy's face, Goda sighs heavily
"Boss already knows the fight was accidentally commenced. he just wanna show you guys to not provoke us" Goda and the other members carried the black dragons to a safe spot and began to aid their wounds.
Meanwhile, M/n was carrying Shinichiro's bridal style while recalling what the male had said to him earlier.
'you're...so beautiful'
M/n couldn't help but blush, just the mere thought of how the boy looked at him so sincerely earlier was sweet.
However, his face remained stoic and calm even though he was shouting inside his mind.
M/n perished the thought, grabbing a bandage to wrap the bleeding wounds before placing a small bandaid on the small scratches from rolling on the ground.
After Extravaganza finished patching up Black Dragon, all members began to go home except for the leader of each unit. they were all worried for Shinichiro.
"If you're worried for your commander, then it's not needed. he's in good hands"
M/n looked at the 3 people in his peripheral view.
"says the guy who beat him up..." Wakasa whispered to Keizo who could only nod at his words.
"I heard that" The blonde flinched, nervous that he got caught. he mumbled a small sorry.
"you guys should go home, it's 1 AM. I wanna talk to your leader as soon as he wakes up" M/n stared at the bruised face that was unconscious beside him.
the three teens hesitate at first, looking at their Vice, Takeomi.
Takeomi heavily sighs, nodding to his members.
"he'll be fine, Shinichiro can handle himself" There was not an ounce of relief inside his tone. No doubt Takeomi was nervous about their leader.
Wakasa and Keizo looked at each other before following behind Takeomi who was walking away.
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M/n looked at the moon as he lay down on the pavement beside Shinichiro. Humming lightly as he basks in the moonlight that was caressing his face.
Nightingale was the ally he goes by. And it was his humming into the night that gave him his name.
Just because of that one night when he got ambushed by a group of gang members who were drunk. They obviously didn't expect him to turn the tables around.
They were left with broken bones and a bruised face. Words spread out like wildfire, and the members said that all they heard as he walked away was a soft humming.
M/n could only chuckle lightly at the thought of the accident. He didn't like the attention, but boy did it boast his ego.
After moments of staring into the moon, the lad heard shuffling beside him. He got up and looked at the raven-haired male.
Shinichiro meekly opened his eyes and was immediately greeted by E/c ones.
"am I...in heaven... Is this what an angel looks
Like...?" Shinichiro mumbled, causing M/n to blush madly, he landed a punch on the boy's abdomen.
"ACk-" Shinichiro breath was stolen when he felt the sudden pain.
"Do you have a death wish or something?"
"I wouldn't mind if I got killed by you-UGH!" The poor boy was kicked on his side, now rolling on the cold cement.
"you talk too much..." M/n grumbled. He kept a safe distance away from the panting boy.
Leaning on a wall, he observed the teen more closely and couldn't help but judge him.
'This guy is seriously the leader? Then how is he shit at fighting...?' M/n didn't notice he had been lost in his thoughts that he didn't realize that he was making eye contact with Shinichiro.
"Ahem-my apologies, I'll get to the point" M/n cleared his throat, lifting his index finger and pointing at Shinichiro.
"your gang lost. it was an accidental, sure. however, you're responsible for your members who threatened and attacked my gang members"
"where are you exactly getting at?"
"I will let this slide. in exchange, I'll have you as my servant" M/n smirked.
"Sure"
"you have no choice- huh, what...?"
He was expecting the lad to roll around the dirt and plead not to make him his servant.
"I said 'sure'? what else do you want me to say?"
"I- uhh...erm, 'please no'?"
M/n blushed when Shinichiro started laughing at him.
"Hahahahahah! I'm sorry- I mean, let's be real. I won't say no to that face"
Shinichiro luckily dodged the H/c man's kick by a hair which causes the said male to be embarrassed.
"would you stop?!" The embarrassed man shouted, fuming in anger.
"alright I'm sorry, I'll stop now" Shinichiro chuckled. Although his mouth stopped complementing M/n, his thought didn't. He praised the boy with glee.
"tch, that's all I wanted to say" M/n flipped his hair and began to walk towards his bike.
"wait! How am I supposed to contact you?"
Shinichiro pointed out.
M/n clicked his tongue and took out his flip phone. The raven haired males eyes sparkled as he excitedly walk towards M/n
"dial your number."
He plainly said, shinichiro obliged and punched his number in. Soon enough, his phone rang.
"there, happy?" Shinichiro nodded in glee.
M/n gave him one last glance before turning on the bikes engine.
He drove off, leaving Shinichiro on the sidewalk. He couldn't careless though. He was too busy squealing on how he got the Nightingale's number. M/n's number to be precise.
Fighting against Extravaganza was definitely worth it.
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"soo...? How does it feel being a father of two? Are they like kids or...?"
Shinichiro shifted in his seat, waiting for the males answer.
"they're both teenagers. They might be problematic to others but I don't mind"
M/n chuckled, recalling the past few days.
"how so?"
"they tried to break my bones, even hit me in the head with a baton"
"what?! They jumped you?! did you went to the hospital?"
"I got it checked up a few days ago."
It may seem weird, but shinichiro was used to the lad getting hurt. Because of the lads rare condition of being unable to feel pain.
Although as his 'underling' he always pushed the man to get a check up every time he gets hurt. The pain might not be felt, but the damage on the body still remains.
"that's good to hear... Why would they do that though?"
"rebellious phase"
"fair point, do you need help with them?"
"I can handle them just fine, just focus on your bike shop and your siblings"
Shinichiro nodded, indicating he understood. They finished their little hangout. And now, the raven haired male was accompanying M/n home.
"thanks for walking me home, you didn't have to though you know?" M/n gave him a warm smile, a smile that Shinichiro treasured ever since their teenage years.
"it's fine, Pay a visit at our home alright? You're always welcome." Shinichiro gave M/n a sheepish smirk. The lad nodded and head inside his house.
-M/N'S POV
I went inside my humble home only to find it vacant. No noise, no rumbling, no nothing. Just silence. I wonder if Ran and Rindou were asleep.
I went to their shared room and lightly knocked. When no one responded, I turn the knob and took a peek inside.
No one was there.
I look at the time. 9pm.
I figured they might be outside like they usually do. They sometimes hangout somewhere and they won't be home for 6 hours. God knows what they're doing though.
I sigh heavily and went to the kitchen, putting on my apron to avoid any food to splatter on my clothes. I grab the necessary ingredients.
'I should make a simple curry and fire inoki' I thought, promptly taking a knife and began cooking.
I made sure the curry was well balanced in flavor and the inoki wasn't too spicy that it may became inedible.
Placing the plates of dishes on the table, I look at the clock once again. 10:30pm...
'hm... I hope they're okay' I put my worries away and assume they migh have lost track of the time.
I waited patiently on the table with the steaming food.
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My eyes gaze at the ticking clock.
10:50
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A sweat drip from my face.
11:20
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My feet was tapping the floor impatiently
11:35
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The sound of chopstick being crushed was heard inside the silent dinning room. I realize that I accidentally broke my chopstick.
I stare at the clock for the last time before getting up and grabbing my coat from the rack.
I put it on and mumbled;
"the food is now cold..."
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