š SIX - algebralien
Six lounges in his clean apartment, scrolling through television channels with boredom while his cat Niko's toys are scattered about. What will capture his attention next?Six was lounging on his couch in his apartment. He had cleaned his apartment two days ago and it was still clean, except for the cat toys strewn around various places that Six's cat, named Niko, liked to play with.
Six scrolled through the television channels with a look of boredom on his face. Nothing seemed to catch his interest, with each channel blending into the next in a monotonous stream of entertainment that failed to engage him.
He glanced at the scattered cat toys, wondering if Niko might want to play, but the cat was nowhere to be seen. The silence in the apartment was only broken by the sound of the television changing channels.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sisterāalmost like his own.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place sheās learned to accept. Sheās not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But thereās an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical oneāitās a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
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