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Here's my stuff for Kanon. Not too much but its something.
WE'VE ONLY GOT ONE DAY LEFT.
Title: Witch
Rating: PG
Words: 314
Disclaimer: I don't own Alive or anything accsiiated with it.
Kanon didn’t think much about anybody here. Gou was disgusting, as was Yura but him a little less. Yura didn’t seem right at all, so Kanon tried staying away from him. She sighed and thought of the other people in the mansion. A geezer, Morio, some weird brat, and a princess. The girl certainly looked like one.
That little escape attempt she had tried was probably the only thing she had to put effort in-ever. Kanon started scrubbing her face with the warm towel she laid out along with the other cleansers. Bint probably had perfect skin too.
Kanon had learned the only way to keep skin flawless was to burn and shed the layers off and then heal it again. The only way. That man-pig didn’t look like he watched anything other than what was shoved in his mouth. Pigs like that didn’t deserve any kind of attention if they couldn’t care enough to try anything.
Katsumata was horrible too. He dragged poor Kanon out here in the middle of no where to do nothing. It’s like he was teasing her! The cream was really cold against her raw skin and Kanon rubbed it all away. A little conceler...and she was flawless again.
"Kanon thinks that maybe she should take the girl for a ride like the princess she is!" The princess looked like one of those girls she knew in school. Just so perfect and so pure but never helped her or cheered her up.
In the car one looks from Kanon sent the girl into chills like she knew anything.
‘Let us see how many of the horses and men try to put her back together.’
Kanon knew she was never going to get to be the princess. She never was anything close to a princess. Being a witch was so much more fun!
"Kanon thinks you should buckle up, princess."
WE'VE ONLY GOT ONE DAY LEFT.
Title: Witch
Rating: PG
Words: 314
Disclaimer: I don't own Alive or anything accsiiated with it.
Kanon didn’t think much about anybody here. Gou was disgusting, as was Yura but him a little less. Yura didn’t seem right at all, so Kanon tried staying away from him. She sighed and thought of the other people in the mansion. A geezer, Morio, some weird brat, and a princess. The girl certainly looked like one.
That little escape attempt she had tried was probably the only thing she had to put effort in-ever. Kanon started scrubbing her face with the warm towel she laid out along with the other cleansers. Bint probably had perfect skin too.
Kanon had learned the only way to keep skin flawless was to burn and shed the layers off and then heal it again. The only way. That man-pig didn’t look like he watched anything other than what was shoved in his mouth. Pigs like that didn’t deserve any kind of attention if they couldn’t care enough to try anything.
Katsumata was horrible too. He dragged poor Kanon out here in the middle of no where to do nothing. It’s like he was teasing her! The cream was really cold against her raw skin and Kanon rubbed it all away. A little conceler...and she was flawless again.
"Kanon thinks that maybe she should take the girl for a ride like the princess she is!" The princess looked like one of those girls she knew in school. Just so perfect and so pure but never helped her or cheered her up.
In the car one looks from Kanon sent the girl into chills like she knew anything.
‘Let us see how many of the horses and men try to put her back together.’
Kanon knew she was never going to get to be the princess. She never was anything close to a princess. Being a witch was so much more fun!
"Kanon thinks you should buckle up, princess."