A day in the life of...

She woke up, the alarm ringing in her ears. It was a typical Wednesday morning.

“Should’ve called in sick…”

Any other day she would’ve slept ‘til noon, ate ramen for breakfast and watched reruns of her favorite TV shows. However, Wednesday was the one day a week she had to work. Assassination contracts don’t fill themselves out.

“Morning Sunshine~” Haru called from behind as she walked to their agency. He handed her a juice that she swiftly chugged without a second thought.

“Morning Haru…” She tossed the bottle she had rapidly depleted into a trash can and gave a sigh.

“What’s wrong with you?? You only work one out of every seven days a week.. I’d kill for that position.”

“Well, ironically, you do kill.”

“Har har har how funny.”

“What? It’s true.”

A kiss on the cheek made her blush as Haru ran inside.

“See you later, Lady Death~”

“Oh you asshole.” She spoke and her face flared with embarrassment.

Close to Midnight, her last victim came into her view. He was walking home. The man had sun-kissed skin, dirty blonde hair, and a nicely toned body. How could she kill him? As she slunk down, she accidentally bumped a trashcan that gave away her position.

‘Dammit, if he catches me I am literally screwed.’

The man didn’t notice and walked past her. She waited a good minute or two before she emerged to find him standing there, staring at her. His blue eyes penetrated her heart and she had to look away as she unsheathed her weapon.

“Hello, Eve.”

“Hey, Haru.”

“So, I’m your target?”

“Yeah…”

Without hesitation, Haru walked forward, he pulled Eve’s blade into his chest and walked forward onto it, the last things he did made her cry.

First, he whispered how much he loved her, and that he would miss her. Second, he kissed her. He gave her a long, deep kiss, filled with love and passion. As he took his last breath in her arms, she felt her world lose a color. Blue. She would never see blue ever again. For it would remind her of him, her love, her life, her soulmate. Until the day Eve would inevitably end her own life, she would never be the same.

A Mysterious Place

The grass beneath my bare feet is damp with the early morning dew. The sunrise is warm and gentle as the wind whirls around me, filling me with warmth and comfort. The trees on the edges of the grotto in which I stand are mystical and enchanting. I decide to sit down on the marble cut bench that sits next to a crystal clear pond. My hands gentle caress the flowers that bloom generously amongst the walls of stone that surround me. This place is sacred.

After some time of admiring my surroundings, I feel myself smile, my spirit is whole and repaired. Many months have I sat here and waited. For what? Well I’m not sure. I just know I’ve been waiting here. This place is a safe haven. Nobody can hurt me here. My eyes scan the perimeter. I am alone. I can feel the aura of my sanctuary around me. There is no immediate threat. As I remove myself from the bench, I walk around, scanning the smallest details.

Water trickles from a small hole in the wall, it refreshes the spring that I drink from, the crystal clear pond. The trees sway, a melody being exchanged between them as they billow in the wind. A small faerie flitters past me, but I dare not acknowledge her. I am too scared.

More things begin to walk in and out of my grotto. This place is no longer safe. I’m scared. Where did they come from? I was used to the occasional visitor that would come for some spring water on their journey, but that’s an old memory. I now live in a grotto that is becoming less enchanting, and more real.

The light of the sunrise is becoming a more fluorescent light. It gives off an annoying aura. It’s too bright. It’s too.. Disenchanting. The water from my spring is becoming thicker as the days pass. Is it even water anymore?? It doesn’t feel like it. The flowers have began to wilt, new ones rarely bloom anymore. The grass no longer feels soft and gentle, instead it feels stiff. The air has lost its comforting scent and is replaced with the scent of disinfectants. My body no longer feels light, yet it feels sore and abused. Where am I? I don’t want to open my eyes. I’m scared. Yet as I do open them, my dream disappears and I see the fluorescent light above my head. I am in a hospital, and my dream world was simply that… a dream.

Did you miss me?

SF: Did you miss me? (JK)
IA: I did miss you
SF: Don't lie to me hon. <3
IA: I'm not lying, why would I?
SF: I don't... know...
IA: I did miss you
SF: Awe, thanks :3
IA: ye my dude
SF: Well I gotta skedaddle to work again, toodles! 
SF: Don't miss me too much!
IA: I do miss
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