new story!

i just wrote a new story for jazzpunk revolving around the bloody mary girl! heres a little snippet then the link to my ao3 if want to read the whole thing:

The man only looks surprised when she happily thanks him for the drink, surprising her. Do people not show this man gratitude for being kind and helping them out? She doesn’t think about it too much and quickly slurps down the drink, trying to keep her face from scrunching up at the taste. Not wanting to upset the man that was trying to do good, She forced a smile on her face and told him how yummy it was. The man walks away looking just about as confused as she was.

and heres the full story!