The world now feels way too corrupted.
Somebody has to step in.
If it weren't for us, then, nobody would.
The ones who could help us out is only ourselves.
9 people,
1 mission,
To make it right.
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Intoxicated - Yuya x OC | Part One
Her jaw dropped as she was about to cuss whoever was behind her, but when she turned, her gaze met one that only could be described as run-down and distressed. Both their hands are holding the neck of the wine bottle Amani was aiming for. It seems like someone also got an eye for it.
Skin dry, eyes dark, cheeks pink, disheveled hair and chapped lips. He kinda look like he murdered someone.
"Uhm, sorry. There's like a ton of these around here, even different liquors here are present. Can I get you one?" Amani tried to laugh it off, but it came out entirely too fake and dry. Or maybe she's just too scared to death from the looks of this guy.
Last time she checked, she just wanted a light drink to reward herself for being such a big bitch to take over a friend's paperwork which she didn't know it was such hard to work on. Its a miracle she still keeps her nuts or else she could really scratch a person's face.
He leaned down farther, eyes meeting hers. "Don't you know this isn't good for you?"
Suddenly, Amani jerked free of his grip before hugging the wine. "Of course I know, only if you're irresponsible and I know exactly what alcohol I'm drinking cause I'm of age." Her eyes never left his while he licked his lips. "But thanks for your concern, I guess."
"I need both, please," His voice raised from the hushed tone he previously had. Amani shivered but she kept her stand. "Look, I am so damn thirsty for alcohol now. I just want to-"
She scoffed. "You don't need both. Wait a minute, wait a minute, a minute ago you told me that this isn't 'good for me' and I guess that applies to you too. Why do you sound so desperate anyway?"
"I don't have to answer your questions, mind your own business." he answered quickly. "And I am not desperate, okay? Let's just say this is my favorite alcohol."
"That's still the same."
He scrunched his forehead. His head is aching from this woman. All he wanted was that freaking drink. That is all. As to her, she knows how it feels like to be in desperate need of alcohol, cause she is now.
The guy tilted his head back and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You know what? Here." He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. His movements were swift, not giving Amani enough time to register what was happening.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Take it," he handed her some money. "Fair trade, right?"
Amani sarcastically scoffed. "Wow." She looked up to him and tilted her head, tongue poking the inside of her cheek. "You seem even more desperate than me."
He sighed, wishing the girl would just hand over the damn wine. "I'm really not in the mood to fuss about this, hurry up."
"No, no," Amani cut him off, holding up a hand to his face as he took a step back. "I don't need money. I need something else."
"A kiss?"
"What the fuc- no! What am I? A hoe who kisses a stranger? No no."
"What then?"
"Buy me dog food."
This wasn't uncommon of her to offer a stranger to buy her dog food. Although she is pretty guilty to forget to buy dog food for her neighbor's, Kookie. Whom she's dogsitting tonight while the owner went back to his hometown.
He parted his lips, eyes shifting from the wine bottle back to her gaze. "I..." He scrunched his nose, wondering why he was even thinking about an answer.
She raised her eyebrows expectantly. "It's not that hard, right? Just dog food."
The guy dragged his teeth over his bottom lip. "Fine. I'll buy you dog food. But you better promise me that drink."
Amani smirked, grabbing his wrist. "'Kay, but you're paying for this too since you'll be the one drinking it anyway. Also swear not to kill me halfway through."
He sighed. "Trust me, if murdering you crossed my mind, I would've had no shame in doing it right now..."
They were ringing up the drink at the register before Amani s eyebrows came together. "Say... I never caught your name, sly guy."
He was busy picking out the mask from his back pocket as he mumbled.
"Yuya. Takaki Yuya."
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