The Death of Earphones-chan
A lonely girl under an umbrella, stood dully in front of a certain grave. Her dark brown hair hanging in front of her face as she looked at the grave. A hand was placed on her shoulder.
Sakura: Minori…It’s dead…Let it go already…
Minori: You just don’t understand sis….
Sakura: We could always buy another one….
Minori: Mom and Dad are so busy….
Sakura: Let. It. GO ALREADY!
Minori: NYU! TT^TT
Here lies Earphones, a good friend and music submitter…
May you go to Things Heaven and rest in peace….
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