Vocaloid #gumi English Novels & Stories

"S a d i e,... I... p r o m i s e... y o u... I... w i l l .. l e t... y o u... t a s t e... h e l l... b e f o r... I... k i l l... y o u. B u t... y o u... k n o w... w h a t... I .. h a v e... a n o t h e r .. s u r p r i s e .. f o r... y o u. H E...I S...C O M I N G." Amara chuckled as her eyes turned dark but Gia closed her eyes as she was unable to understand a word what she was saying. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l*

We just laugh it off because we can't do anything about it, especially if we're only compatible as friends and nothing more. My attention shifted to my cellphone when it rang. Seriously, who would disturb me at this hour? It was a text from an unknown number. I furrowed my brows, who's this? From: +639********* You have 50 MB left in your VIDEO EVERY DAY today. Redeem your favorite GIGA promo with your GigaPoints in the GigaLife App! smrt.ph/GigaLifeApp

Her voice was sharp, unfamiliar—guarded. My throat tightened. “Kee…” I whispered, my voice fragile, barely holding together. “It’s me.” Silence. A long, deafening silence. For a moment, I thought the call had dropped. Then— “Oh my God?! My crazy best friend? Atarah Klyte Dela Veja?!” I closed my eyes, letting out a weak breath, a faint hint of relief slipping through despite everything. “Yes… it’s me,” I murmured. “Calm down.”

"Hey, what's up?" "Hey, Quinn. I just want to know if you're free on Saturday or... maybe Sunday?" Silently, I randomly motioned my hand to Khloe to say something but she only gave me a similar gesture as a response. I nodded, pretending that we really did understand each other using our abnormal sign language. I hummed and decided without thinking twice. "I think I'm free on Sunday afternoon. Want to come over?" "Yes. I guess I'll see you on Sunday," Arisa replied, her voice sounded like she won a special prize.