It was no secret that out of the two Anarchy sisters, Stocking liked you the most. Her brain would just stop for a good few seconds if she happened to gaze upon you.

In her eyes --- you were more angelic than her and her sister.

Now that we're done yapping about that shit like someone at their unc status, we can finally catch up to the current scenario you two are in.

It was a mother fucking Wednesday again, a day you hated since your school years for just the worst things happening during the third day of the week every week. But what was worse is that you got a text from Garterbelt to come over and spend time with Stocking.

With an audible groan of "I-want-to-go-homeness", you quickly pivot on your feet to head down the quickest route to the home of the Anarchy twins from your current position.

Once you make it there, you sit as far as possible from Stocking, as if making sure she would leave you alone. But her audacity leads her to take out the spoon from her mouth and scoop up some cake before pointing it at your face.

"Tch. Hey, little shit, come here. Say 'aah'. Do it now, dumbass. Before I eat all of it and leave you even more miserable than you already are."