A short story featuring Izaya Orihara from Durarara!!
Lemon/Smut warning for Chapter 3!
I love it how not as many people have read this part in comparison to part 3 XD
Right when you said music filled the room jazz music started playing in my head
Thunder is just noise. A small disturbance, nothing compared to the wreck my life is.
And classical shît is pretty fûcking lit.
I don't care if just used it, I did it again because I am trashy shît.
I remember this idiot in my class said 'omg the lightning is so loud' and I was like you fukken dumbäss
Vinyls are legit the shît.
Retro is proper lit you gotta admit.
Oh look I'm a poet and I goddamn know it.