، ⠀݇ 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐈 ݁⠀── . . ❛⠀𝘐𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. But there is no up or down, no walls or widew or ceilings, just the sensation of cold and darkness everywhere.
I’M HERE.
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withstand it.” The look on his eyes changes; red veins are visible in his white part. People who see it must know he had trouble holding his shame, especially when he was not a good singer.
“G-good work, everyone.” He said while sweating, giving the both of them
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singing the lyrics. “K-Kukhw'in ... ? kanyezi eholel'ubaba ...” Why the fuck all the lyrics are hard to pronounce?! At this point, he just sounds like blabbering words, “Emkhanyisela ... indlel'ez'ekhaya,” Louis does not care anymore, he just want this singing
attention shifts to the other male.
“If the music sheet is here. Then, the piano must be...” He trails off before approaching white sheets covering something—that he guessed it as a piano, “here.” he pulls the fabric from the piano before looking back at them.
“The real deal
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As they went inside, Louis was quiet briefly, and a shake was made after, “Too bad that I only know French and English.” He was not the type who learned another language, thus why when it came to something like this, he did not even know what to do.
“Then, do we have other
choice than depending on Miss Kika?” That’s the only choice they had, it seemed. Neither of them knows Zulu or Afrikaans. If there was a lyric, maybe it would also be a great help.
“So, shall we find the piano first?” | @9416O.
about the piano, no? And, we have to find the sheet to complete the song?” He guessed upon reading the mentioned mission. Their destination is a school, might think it was the abandoned one, but much to his surprise it was decent enough! As if there was nothing happened before.
But, how about the inside? He curiously thought. | @9416O.
“Get up, @foraining! Let’s get out for a picnic. You need to see the sun at least once a month.”
sigh of relief before shutting the book tightly with his necktie.
“Damn, aren’t you pretty messed up for our first mission?” Seeing your condition right now, he can only laugh it off. It was shocking, truthfully speaking, but there was nothing he could do other than patch you
candle. “Shit, we still need something to hold it.” Think, think. What kind of objects that can hold the book from opening again? There’s no rope, or strings ... then, a tie? Yes, Louis is wearing one, then maybe it can hold it.
“W-wait a second.” His hands were trembling a bit
but he still lights his lighter to wax the candle, “I don’t have anything else but this tie to hold it.” | @lawfullyawful.
environment for them, and then suddenly, something emerges from the parchment he holds. A couple of hands start to crawl out from the paper, making their way toward his hands first.
“What the fuck—” He was grossed out by making a face. This ticklish sensation also creeps
Around his palm as if it penetrated his gloves. “So gross!!” He shouts, “Can you please hurry up? I feel like it will crawl all over into my body anytime soon.” | @lawfullyawful.
