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A cough.
“So... this...is the end...” The blue haired man said, laying in the pool of his blood.
Khun couldn’t believe it. In his own house, right in front of his salad? How could he not see the attack?
Bam, the thief, sighed. “Sorry, it all happened too fast. You should have stayed focused on your salad, stranger. Maybe then you could’ve survived.”
It wasn’t in his plans today to murder, no, just a simple burglary. He thought making a diversion of playing animal crossing soundtrack would do the trick, but no, it just made the blue haired man turn in his direction.
“Who the fuck...” The man drenched in blood coughed. “Plays music...when...breaking into someone’s house...”
“Shut it!” The thief replied with anger. “You don’t me! You don’t know my life! You have no idea what sort of shit made me into the man I am today! My brother is a furry! My mother sold me to the McDonald! And the worst, what cemented my fate... Long ago, I was at disneyland, and there was a mermaid. And guess what, fool. The tail fell off. That was the day when I realized the cold truth of this world; mermaids don’t exist.”
“God, that’s so awful...Reminds me when my sister forgot to buy me cereals...”
“That’s horrible...! I can’t believe it, could it be, someone has went through the same amount of pain as I!?”
“And then...she forgot to buy me choco milk...”
Bam sobbed. “We are the same...”
“Heh...Perhaps I should have gone to McDonalds more often...Maybe I’d have chance to meet you...”
“T..that...They kicked me out after discovering I’ve ate grass as a kid... Me and my titties had to go...”
“What a cruel, cruel world, isn’t it...?” Khun coughed once again, spilling more blood. “Alas...Now let yourself go of pains of the past...And do one final thing for me...Shall you not...?”
“Yes, yes, what is it?” Said Bam, crouching next to the dying man.
“Clean...my...internet...history...”
~*~
The man was gone.
Bam didn’t waste time to open the goner’s computer.
And there...
“O, lord...”
Yes... Right there...Was the past google search...Bam tried to convince himself that no, his gut was wrong, as he was scrolling through ‘choco milk (nya)’ search, but then,
-How to keep it a secret from the world that you’re a catboy?
He was out of breath. “What have I done...”