8th Horror || Heather Morris [Video]

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[The camera is just inches from her face, which is red and streaked with tears.]

You know what? Fuck you, Author. Fuck you.

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[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

Heazu-chan! What's wrong!?

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Someone might be having a hard time dealing with her ghostie. :|]

I'm just... I'm so sick of this. That fucking bitch. You know? I want to get out of here.

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

[Kio looks around, but, of course, he can't see her ghost]

Who...uh...who's there with you?

Huh?

[But he's addressing someone behind him. His ghost]

She's my friend Kahlo-sensai.

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

Oh, you know. My "dad." The same dad who sent me a letter on Father's Day.

Who's probably not even my real dad. I mean, that's not possible, right?

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[Kio bites his lip, eyes welling with sadness]

Sorry, Heazu-chan.

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Trying to put on a brave front.] Whatever. It just means when I find the Author I'm going to kick her ass.

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

[He stops himself from giving his usual "Kio-chan is a pacifist" speech. Not when Heather is this upset, even Kio has enough tact not to do that.]

If you need to talk, remember that I'm here. Okay?

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

I know.

Th-thanks, Kio.

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

[Kio nods]

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

Talk to you later?

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

Mm. Good lucky, Heazu-chan.