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The punching bag swayed slowly, the rope from which it hung seemed quite worn out from the weight it had to bear. Coil launched another blow, a sharp and angry one, the bag recoiling from the impact before returning to its current position. Why did he feel this way? The question echoed in his mind, shaking his head from side to side to ignore that thought.
Since Skateboard started accompanying him to the Thieve's Rest cafe, everything was going terribly wrong...
Slingshot laughed more, smiled more, that face he loved to see annoyed was now replaced by a soft smile only if Skateboard even spoke— On the other hand, the only thing HE receives from him is a piercing look, like a silent death threat... Well, Coil was already used to that, in fact, that was the reason he always came back! But now it felt different, worse, irritating, no adjective could describe the feeling he always felt with that look.
Did I really have to remember that right now? A low growl escaped from him, hitting the bag again.
That sparkle in his eyes, so... happy, and Skateboard kept adding more fuel to that genuine happiness. WHY did it have to happen? Why did he have to learn every expression from Slingshot to realize that he's IN LOVE with Skateboard? Ugh, now Coil see them daily in Crossroads or even in Craterdust... SLINGSHOT DOESN'T EVEN LIKE TO GO TO CRATERDUST! Coil had to learn that in hard way, after an attempt to invite him to Craterdust he had only received a cold response, but with Skateboard, OF COURSE NOT, HE SAID YES TO HIM! SERIOUSLY?
...Coil exhaled, trying to calm down. His knuckles were white from the force he was putting into his fist, the bag already showing the mark of his punches.
Friends are happy when their friend meets someone who makes them laugh... So we are NOT friends because I AM NOT HAPPY FOR YOU! If Slingshot ever asked Coil his opinion on this, he would say everything without a filter, maybe something embarrassing but mixed with his teasing like: 'that nothing would change and that you would still have time for me', but OF COURSE NOT. Coil is clear that Slingshot in his head thinks that Coil and he are friends, he would be disappointed or angry if he said that he's not happy for him and his relationship with Skateboard, but whatever, everything would continue to be like this regardless of whether he expresses his opinion or not.
Coil under his hands, jaw completely tense from all the bad memories that were hitting his mind. What was the only good thing that happened to him after the relationship between Slingshot and Skareboard became public? Pff, the day those two fought for living so far away? Maybe... wait— COIL, WHY DO YOU THINK THIS? Friends are not happy about this! Are he and Slingshot even friends? Well, he considers Slingshot as one, but he doesn't know if the other feels the same... WHY DOES HE FOCUS SO MUCH ON THAT?? Should be happy with so many good news! Like, maybe add some phrases to annoy Slingshot but aside from that knowing that no one is going to suffer should be something... Good!
Coil raised his hands again, clenching them into fists before starting to hit the bag again. His gear switched to speed mode, spending a bit of the crystal's energy wouldn't hurt anyone, right?
Every memory, every recollection of those two love-doves was torturing Coil's mind. A particular blow caused the bag to recoil more than necessary, destroying the wall behind it before bouncing back and returning to its original position. Coil stopped, a frustrated sound escaping from him; couldn't the night get any worse?
Coil let himself fall to the ground, his anger and all negative emotions being replaced by a kind of feeling he hate so much. When had been the last time he had felt something... like this? Maybe with Wolf, when she carried him on her back like a vulnerable puppy and... Vulnerable? VULNERABLE? WAS HE FEELING VULNERABLE BECAUSE OF SLINGSHOT?? That's stupid! Slingshot is just an inphernal who likes to annoy, it doesn't make sense to feel that way! THEY ARE NOT EVEN FRIENDS BECAUSE HE DOESN'T FEEL HAPPY FOR HIM!!
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Why does he repeat that so much? Why does he need to clarify that so much?
...
Oh no,no,no,no,no,no
Coil covered his face with his hands, frustration returning to his demeanor. Oh, what Coil would give for all of this to pass and for Slingshot to be nothing to him anymore.
He had fallen in love with Slingshot.