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Return if Possible...
Dead!ReaderxPrussia
Rain droplets splattered the ground.
He sat in front of the grave stone. The albino with red eyes. Crying. The gravestone,looking lonely in front of him,embedded the name of his girlfriend on it.
(Name) (Last Name)
[insert year born here until this year right now 8D]
He remembered it all. All. How it happened and how he just stood there,in shock to do anything.
(Name) was walking through the streets,talking a walk until the Prussian caught her eye on the other side of the street. She waved to him. He smiled and waved back."Gilbert~"she cheered,running towards him crossing the street towards the albino.
Though she didn't pay attention that the light was green.
Truck horns blaring,red eyes opening in surprise,and a shriek that silenced it all.
Gilbert never noticed tears falling down his eyes. He only noticed that he just lost his beloved girlfriend.
Gilbert tightened grip of the flowers in his hands,tears pouring out of his eyes,making a mini waterfall and biting his lip.
He threw the flowers harshly at the grave,sending out a string of wails,falling to his knees and burying his face in his hands.
The albino then felt feather light arms wrap around him. A girl with (h/c) hair nestled her head in his shoulder,embracing him.
Gilbert embraced back,red eyes full of tears. He silently whispered in her ear.
"I only wish that RIP meant Return If Possible..."
Dead!ReaderxPrussia
Rain droplets splattered the ground.
He sat in front of the grave stone. The albino with red eyes. Crying. The gravestone,looking lonely in front of him,embedded the name of his girlfriend on it.
(Name) (Last Name)
[insert year born here until this year right now 8D]
He remembered it all. All. How it happened and how he just stood there,in shock to do anything.
(Name) was walking through the streets,talking a walk until the Prussian caught her eye on the other side of the street. She waved to him. He smiled and waved back."Gilbert~"she cheered,running towards him crossing the street towards the albino.
Though she didn't pay attention that the light was green.
Truck horns blaring,red eyes opening in surprise,and a shriek that silenced it all.
Gilbert never noticed tears falling down his eyes. He only noticed that he just lost his beloved girlfriend.
Gilbert tightened grip of the flowers in his hands,tears pouring out of his eyes,making a mini waterfall and biting his lip.
He threw the flowers harshly at the grave,sending out a string of wails,falling to his knees and burying his face in his hands.
The albino then felt feather light arms wrap around him. A girl with (h/c) hair nestled her head in his shoulder,embracing him.
Gilbert embraced back,red eyes full of tears. He silently whispered in her ear.
"I only wish that RIP meant Return If Possible..."
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