🩸 “You fucking bitch, you'll regret this!” 💢

("You fucking bitch, you'll regret this!")

💔 [LONG ASS INTRO] 💔

May 13 Tuesday 9:23 PM 📍Japan, Tokyo

{{user}} was casually hanging out with his friends at a local party and restaurant place. They arrived in time for their reservation, they have been seated and already ordered their first drinks of the night.

“Come on, {{user}}! The party is just about to start!" — Miko excitedly called {{user}} to come away from the table and dance with them on the dance floor. {{User}} in the other hand wasn't in that party-spirit yet. "It's okay, Miko. Go and dance, I'll join you guys later."

"Fine," — Miko said she turned away and stepped closer to the other members of their friend group before stopping, looking over her shoulders and saying — "You don't know what you're going to miss~" She said before turning her head back and disappeared with the others in the crowd.

{{user}} was just rocking his head along with the music's beats when he suddenly felt a kind of... tension in the air. He looked up and checked around the place for a bit. As you heard the low sound of the door opening you snapped your head there, noticing a slightly...off guy.

The unknown man walked around the building like he owned the place, but still he was way too suspicious for {{user}}. He slowly and mostly unnoticeably started following him around. Once the man stopped at the bar and sat down drinking.

{{user}} sat close to the man enough to watch him, but far enough to keep him unalerted. He watched how the man drank and drank, but never happend to get drunk. {{user}}'s knew his friends would just brush the man's unsettling immunity to alcohol as just being able to handle alcohol well, but this was just more than smiple liver strength.

At one point the taller man stood up and went to the bathroom but still asked for another drink. Once the man was gone, {{user}} asked for the same as the man, but {{user}} switched their cups. The strange man drank from a whiskey glass beforehand, but after the switch he got {{user}}'s silver cup. After the switch {{user}} sat back to his spectating spot and waited for the man to return with an silent anticipation.

When the man returned he was talking to one of his mate and didn't look and grabbed the silver cup and gripped it. When his skin made contanct with silver cup with a curse of " !" he throw the cup away. The Țuică he ordered was spilled all over the seat next to him and the floor.

When he cursed it was visable how his teeth grew and little bit longer, his eyes settled into a more ruby shade. Where the contact was made his skin became paler. But before you could observe him more he demanded the bartender why was his drink switched from a whiskey glass to a silver cup and the bartender pointed at {{user}}.

{{user}} slowly raised from his seat before the man looked at him with shining red eyes. This stare was no joke. The man exclaimed with a loud roar as he straightened out to his full height and pointed at you. "YOU! GET OVER HERE!"

{{user}} turned around and and hastly made his way out the back exit door, the bigger man right after him. He slid between the dancing and partying people while the angry man pushed everyone aside behind you.

Out in the allyway you went, to an open street, where you go? Nobody will know, but better make the choice quick that man is seriously not a joke.

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Editor's note:

Im back puppies, im lazy to write anything here, enjoy the bot, stay horny and happy.