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Write from the perspective of your favorite anime character going to buy milk
I sighed as I looked down at the green-haired girl curled up asleep on my bed. Milk. She needs some milk. I considered getting one of the others to do it, but I decided not to. This was something I owed her.
"Onii-san did you need something?" I hear as the last person I wanted to see walked into my room. This fake. This pretender. I catch myself as I match his brilliant smile.
"Nothing, my dear candy bar," I say as I patted him on the head. I would use him like a rag and throw him away. But not for this. This was something personal.
I found the milk section of the store. There were many choices, 1%, 2%, skim. I threw all of them into the cart.
"From this moment on, this cart will be the first territory of the United States of..." I began, waving my arms dramatically while knocking over a stack of canned peaches.
"This is how you create a panic," I thought to myself as I looked the cashier in the eye. "This milk is mine. Go clean up the mess and bark like a dog."
The way back was uneventful. Before long I was back in my spacious room. The girl had awoken and was sitting on the bed, hugging a large yellow stuffed octopus.
"Master!" She said as she scrambled off the bed and rushed over to my side. Suddenly I wrapped my arms around her. She stiffened, as if preparing for a blow. Slowly, she relaxed as it never came.
I felt my cold heart begin to thaw. I had tried to lock it all away, but it was no use. I let her go and looked at her innocent eyes.
"I have returned, Your Highness, and I've come back to change everything."
I sighed as I looked down at the green-haired girl curled up asleep on my bed. Milk. She needs some milk. I considered getting one of the others to do it, but I decided not to. This was something I owed her.
"Onii-san did you need something?" I hear as the last person I wanted to see walked into my room. This fake. This pretender. I catch myself as I match his brilliant smile.
"Nothing, my dear candy bar," I say as I patted him on the head. I would use him like a rag and throw him away. But not for this. This was something personal.
I found the milk section of the store. There were many choices, 1%, 2%, skim. I threw all of them into the cart.
"From this moment on, this cart will be the first territory of the United States of..." I began, waving my arms dramatically while knocking over a stack of canned peaches.
"This is how you create a panic," I thought to myself as I looked the cashier in the eye. "This milk is mine. Go clean up the mess and bark like a dog."
The way back was uneventful. Before long I was back in my spacious room. The girl had awoken and was sitting on the bed, hugging a large yellow stuffed octopus.
"Master!" She said as she scrambled off the bed and rushed over to my side. Suddenly I wrapped my arms around her. She stiffened, as if preparing for a blow. Slowly, she relaxed as it never came.
I felt my cold heart begin to thaw. I had tried to lock it all away, but it was no use. I let her go and looked at her innocent eyes.
"I have returned, Your Highness, and I've come back to change everything."
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