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Chapter 4 by BlankLuck BlankLuck

Who does he pick?

Emo-Goth

David looked out upon the sea of people making their way through the mall. One in particular stood out to him. Dressed in black, yet with the palest skin he had ever seen, she looked around his age, and was sat alone on a bench, scrolling through her phone. He smiled. making his way over, he sat opposite her on the bench. A good half meter between them. He let a moment pass before striking up conversation. "Hey, do you mind if I disturb you? Just some quick questions." He looked over at her and saw no response. She merely scrolled through her phone. "Sorry, um. I'd like to ask you a few questions." This time she did look up. Her eyes flicked across from the phone, and rising up from his trainers, to his jeans, passing his shirt, and resting on his face. She frowned.

"Fuck off. I'm busy." Her eyes went straight back to her phone. David paused. Some dismissal was expected, but that was not merely impolite, but rude.

"I apologise, but I'm curious about something, it'll just be a minute." This time she didn't even look away.

"Again. Go fuck yourself." Her thumb flicked the screen. her eyes flicking across it. He continued to sit. Unwavering, a constant, slight pressure. A reminder of his presence.

Five minutes later, when David had come up with some interesting conditions, she eventually looked over at him once more.

"You know what, *fine*. Ask your question you little shit." She lowered her phone and set her eyes as she continued. "But then fuck off."

"Fine by me." David responded. Hands up in capitulation. "It's just that, I'm curious what the actual difference is between goth and emo. People seem to get offended, but I don't actually know how to tell, or what the difference actually is. You Know?" He looked across at her at the end, having spent the rest staring into the throngs of people, populating the mall.

When she responded, it was with vitriol and hate. "You're a fucking bastard you know that? A fucking piece of shit." She stood from her seat, giving him once last look before she turned to storm away. "Go fuck yourself."

Which is she?

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