Darling's Notes

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[This Chapter does affect the Plotline]
[WARNING: MATURE themes are mentioned here]
Based off of the actual notes and reels/MVs.
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Darling
23 December YEAR 19

It was lightly snowing on the ground, my hands were stuffed tightly in my jacket pockets.

"How could I forget gloves?" I scolded myself in my head as I shivered, my breath could be shown exiting my chapped lips. I started to walk down the street, seeing couples and families look at each other lovingly, my eyes started to sting and I looked down. It was Christmas time so multiple red and green decorations were littered throughout the town streets. I sighed heavily as I walked faster, the cold being too much to bear as I made my way into a diner.

The heat from the diner hit me harshly, I stepped back not use to such a quick temperature change. I closed the glass door and made my way to a booth, I take off my jacket and place it left to me and I rub my hands together to give them warmth, my fingers red and dry from the cold, harsh weather. I blow on them and continue to rub them, my nose feeling very cold as the rest of my body warms up, I roll up my long sleeves and grab a menu, looking at the food options while my body starts to acclimate to the heat.

"Hi there!" An overly cheerful waiters greeted me as I flinch, I look at her as she smiles widely.

"Welcome! What would you like to drink?" She asks as she holds her notepad and looking at me with her big smile.

"A coke is fine." I say softly, she writes it down and heads off, I grab my phone from my pocket, it's cold as my fingers power my phone, hopefully he'll answer...

"Here's your coke." She says as she places a small napkin then my drink, she places the wrapped straw onto of my drink. I smile as she gets her small notepad out again.

"What would you like to eat?" She asks, her pen in her hand, ready to write, I look across the empty seat in front of me sadly.

"Oh! I see, I can give you a couple more minutes." She says.

"Thank you." I say softly as she leaves, I check my phone to see no text or phone call.

"Where is he?" I thought as I grabbed my straw and ripped the paper off of it as I placed the straw in the drink, the table vibrates as my head snaps towards my phone.

Got caught up in something, I won't be able to make it :(

I drop my phone and slouch in my booth, the waitress slowly makes her way back.

I notice her presence, sit back upright, and grab the menu.

"I'll have a BLT on white bread, can it be toasted?-" the waitress nods as she writes it down.

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