Italics- thoughts/ flashbacks/ dreams

Bold- author talking

Underline- narrator talking, known as the main character

Normal- normal story

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My back is broken. It's always broken.

"Can you buy me a new spine? I'll pay you back, eventually."

He chokes from shock or something very dramatically for a fat second. "Pay me back for spinal surgery? Do you know how much that costs?"

"No. How much?"

He drags his nail tips up and down my side. "More than you can afford, love. You don't need spinal surgery anyways, fix your back posture." He kisses my shoulder.

I'm too fat for that. I run my hands through his hair. "I'm so nervous for the job interview later."

He props himself up on his elbows and looks at me so sweetly. "Job interviews are so easy, love. All it is is talking, you're good at talking. You will do good."

"I hope so."

He kisses my nose. "I know you will."

He then lays on his side so I turn onto mine. He puts his arm around me.

"What did you think about last night?"

"Oh it was so fun. You should bring me on more dates. That was the best date I've ever been on. The pond thingy was so pretty and the water was so cold but it was still so cool and I felt like I was in a movie and-" I look back at him. "Why are you staring at me?"

"You are gorgeous."

Oh my heart. "You're gorgeous too, ya know."

Pierce whines and scoots himself between us.

"Aww you're gorgeous too." I pet his fluffy ears.

He looks up. My manz is staring back at him. They always stare at each other.

And me.

Pierce gets up and does that cool magic thingy to get to the food and walks away. I hear him get on the couch. Well then.

A hand grabs mine. I look back at Death who looks so happy and in love. Awwww. The windows behind him on the wall are so bright.

"What time is it?"

"Too early." He takes the blanket and covers me with it, like all of me.

I squeal. "I can't see or breatheeeeee." I pull the blanket down since he wants me to suffocate.

He has the biggest grin on his face. "I love you so much."

"I love you more." Even though you tried to suffocate me.

He shakes his head. "That simply isn't true, love."

"Yuh." I'm now Ariana Grande. Boutta buy me a house.

He kisses the back of my hand and grabs the other one and does the same thing. I kiss the back of his hands because I believe in equality. I then had the best idea in the world.

I sit up and turn around to look at my very tired manz. "Wanna draw?"

He rolls on his back and rubs his eyes with a sigh. "Sure."

I grab his wrist and try to pull him up. It doesn't work. After a second he sits up.

"Aren't you excited."

I nod and get off the bed and try to find art stuff. I need to organize it better. Everything I won is organized except my art stuff.

Which is 70% of my stuff.

No wonder I have no money.

Once I find some paper and pencils I throw it on the bed. I'd draw at my desk but we don't both fit unless I move it but that's too much work. I hop back on the bed so excitedly. I love drawing, I really love when I'm drawing with someone else.

"What are you gonna draw?" I ask him.

"Me and you peacefully sleeping."

"Oh, that's fun. I don't know what I'ma draw."

"Wake me up when you figure it out." He lays back down and puts the pillow over his face.

If only I could sleep while looking for a reference. It takes too long. I grab my phone to find something to draw.

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I found a pose that I'ma draw my manz in. He's gonna be slaying. I shake his leg. "I got an ideaaaaaaa. Come onnnnnnnnnnnn."

I reach across the bed and pick up the pillow and he's staring at me. That's horrifying. He sits up and puts the pillow back and kisses my forehead. Awww.

"What are you going to draw?"

"It's a secret."

He sighs and still looks tired. How can someone be so tired? I look at the time on my phone. Oh it's 8 am. No wonder he's so tired. How am I not tired? I must be too excited.

I hand him a pencil. He lays back down with the paper and pencil.

"You can't be comfortable like that."

"Neither can you, all hunched over."

I hand him a random piece of cardboard I have. "Use this as the support for the paper. Do you want tape?"

He takes the cardboard. "No."

If he draws us sleeping it will either be really cute or hella weird. He's already both so it's probably both.

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I hate drawing. It takes too long.

"You done?"

"No."

"This is why people don't draw laying down."

"I'm not a people."

Oh yea. "What are you drawing?"

He looks at me for a second before looking back at the paper. "I already told you."

"But that's weird."

"Not if it's art."

"You sound like a stalker."

"Maybe I am."

"I wouldn't be surprised."

He looks at me all offended and sits up. "You're a stalker."

"I'm a fan, there's a difference."

He looks up. "Like that one?"

I look at the ceiling fan. "No." I look at the amazing picture I drew. "Show me your drawing. I've never seen you draw before." I hold out the most amazing drawing of him slaying ever.

He grabs his drawing and hands it to me. He stops functioning when he looks at my wonderful picture of him. "What is this?"

"You." It's so hard to not die of laughter. "That is the best face you've ever made."

"Why did you draw me like this?"

"You're slaying."

"What?"

"You're being a girlboss. Do you not like it?" I act sad for a dramatic effect.

"No, no... I love this. It's so... unique."

I look at the drawing he made. It's a weird stick figure with the most detailed flowers and butterflies around it. "I'm so confused."

"It's you."

"Oh. Well it's so pretty. Teach me how to draw flowers and butterflies this well." I'm speechless.

He wrapped his arms around me and his face in the crook of my neck. "Teach me how to draw people."

"Of course." I'ma put these beautiful, amazing pictures in frames.

Or tape them to the wall.

I'ma get Pierce to make one too. And my fish.

I gotta clean their tank. Poor fishies.

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He appears next to me. "How was the interview?"

I haven't even walked out of the little flower shop. "You scared meeee." He picks me up and walks out the doors. "Oh what the hell? Are you okay?" He looks so excited.

"Yes. What did he say?"

"My new boss wants me to work next week on Monday."

He kisses my face about 20 times. "I told you it was easy. Good job."

"Thanks. What are we doing?"

"Getting pizza."

"Oh ok." I gotta remember to look at him every time the sun is on him. He looks so fine that it's killing me. "You are very fine."

He smiles and kisses my nose again.

"You don't get this excited over pizza. Is something else happening?"

"I'm with you."

Aww my heart. I lean on his chest and look at the ugly ass buildings we pass. At least everything else looks nice. The sky, the pigeons and crusty people. "Pizza is amazing."

He nods.

It's strange to walk places even though I'm not walking. I'm so used to teleporting. He sets me down, now I'm dizzy. After a second I look around, oh it's the pizza place.

He wraps his arm around my waist as soon as we walk in. "Get what you want."

"Ok." I've gotten used to this lifestyle of him paying for everything for me. I still wonder where he gets it from. Does each soul he passes on give him money or is he a secret bank robber? I'm so happy there's a line, I'm so indecisive.

Especially when I eat the same thing every time. "Can you order for me?"

"What do you want?"

"Peperoni. It's the best one."

We get pizza and then go home and eat pizza.

I give Pierce a slice of pizza. Apparently he can eat whatever he wants.

"I'm so excited to put pretty flowers together for people at work. Are you excited?"

He changes the channel on the TV and nods. "I'm excited for you."

"You can work with me and then no one will be alone."

"I could."

He's acting goofy. He is always goofy but right now he's extra goofy. The fresh air must have changed him or something. Maybe he's spiritually connected with my fish and now that they're in a clean tank they're happy and now he is.

There's so many possibilities.

I lean to my right to Pierce's level and whisper to him, "do you know why he's acting strange?"

"Aurrrr."

"Ah, okay. Thanks for the information."

He tilts his head to the side and puts his floofy paw against my thigh.

"Do you want more pizza?" He wags his tail. I tear off the crust and hand it to him.

He wags his tail more and takes the crust and walks to his pile of blankets as a makeshift bed by the windows. He loves his blanket bed.

Death then pulls me closer to him. I lean on his shoulder and watch... Frozen? "You picked Frozen?"

"I'd rather watch the conjuring but you wouldn't."

"Thanks?"

"You're welcome."

He's talking too rushed. "You're sus."

"Thanks. I have an envelope for you."

"From who?"

"Someone important." He pulls out a whole ass envelope from his pocket and hands it to me.

It's the government. They're out for me and all the debt I'm in. I open the envelope and pull out a card.

It has Death's handwriting. "Are you writing me notes now?"

He grins. He's acting like me when I'm super excited to do anything. I read the card. It says go to a cabinet.

"Is this a scavenger hunt but without riddles?"

He hums and kisses my hair. He's so sweet. I hate riddles with the depths of my soul.

I get up and walk to the kitchen. I go through the cabinets till I find another card in the bottom one by the oven. His handwriting is beautiful. This one says soap.

I look around the sink but don't find anything. I go to the bathroom and don't see anything. I go back to the couch and stand next to the side, where he is. "You have me on a whole hunt."

"It's a scavenger hunt my dear."

"Oh yea." I guess I'm getting my steps in today. Oh, I have a storage closet. I go in there and see a card next to the laundry detergent. It says bed.

I leave the closet and close the door and go to the bedroom. There's so much here but it said bed so I look on top of it, under the blanket, the sheet, the pillows, in the pillow cases. I look under the bed. That needs to be cleaned. I look between the mattress and boxspring. Oh the stupid bed is so heavy. I look around and don't see it.

There could be no paper and he's gaslighting me.

I walk out the room but Pierce whines. I look at him and he's holding a card in his mouth. The hell? He held it up to me. I take the card and pat his fluffy self. I love dogs. The card says ask me a question.

My brain is broken. This is the most exercise I've ever done and it's been 7 minutes. I walk back over to the couch and stand in front of my manz. He sits up and wraps his arms around me.

"What is all this for?"

"I have a question for you."

"You do?"

"Yes."

"What is it?"

"Will you marry me?"

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THE END

I'M CRYING Y'ALL OMFG. I CAN'T BELIEVE I MADE IT; THIS IS THE FIRST EVER STORY I EVER FINISHED, EVER.

And I have so many after story things, like pictures and ideas and this and that and the character interviews and the previews into the next stories.

I'm in tears. I've been thinking about them 24/7 for the past year. I feel like I've grown up. My children have moved away.

I'll put in scenes I was gonna add but couldn't find a spot to and ask any questions for the story, for the characters, there's no limit. Literally ask anyone anything.

Now I'ma go cry as I put all the extra things together in the next parts, stay tuned even though it will be posted before anyone sees this lol.