Rantarou felt at peace. It's only been two days but that number had stopped calling and that's all that matters. It called him like four times prior and Rantarou felt torment every time. He sighed to himself and looked out the window. Honestly, he had no idea what he was doing. He was just sitting in his room, thinking about his life. It was going good at least, summer had been swell, he managed to find a few of his sisters but they sassed him away, and he ended up being in a relationship with Shuuichi for almost a year now.
However, Rantarou was still concerned. Sure he had a shitty memory and couldn't even remember his own talent or anyone's birthday but he seriously had no memory of a party. What the hell was Lil Broomstick talking about? Where and how did he get his number? Why did he assume he's 'Lil Rannie?' What if he really is Lil Rannie? What if his entire identity as Rantarou Amami has been a lie? Or maybe he got hella wasted. But Rantarou hated alcohol, he can't stand the taste. It tastes like ass and it wasn't even the good kind of ass. It was just nasty so theres no way he would chug a whole bottle and meet Lil Broomstick in some sort of fever dream. Then again, he was pretty sure that he can't even trust himself.
"I'm going to die if I keep thinking about it.." Rantarou groaned. He got up and tried to think of something productive to do. He decided maybe it was best to rest but then.
His phone rang.
He looked at the number.
It's him.
"Oh god.." He said to himself. Rantarou was starting to forget about it too, so why is it back? Rantarou decided to answer it. Why is Rantarou so stupid? Why did he answer the phone?
"Is this Lil' Broomstick?" Rantarou asked. "It's good to see that you remember the homie." Lil Broomstick responded. "Listen man, what do you want from me?" Rantarou asked. "I want you to follow me on soundcloud and listen to my beats. They're gonna be fire." Lil Broomstick said. "I don't even have a soundcloud." Rantarou said plainly. "Make one." Lil Broomstick quickly responded. "I really don't have time for these games." Rantarou said with a sigh. The line grew silent for a good moment and when Rantarou was about to hang up, Lil Broomstick spoke. "Ay homie, check your door." He said. Rantarou's face contorted into an expression of horror as a unpleasant dread flooded his body.
He walked to his door with no words. The apartment being crappy and cheap, the floorboards creaked under every step. Way to make this even more unnerving. Rantarou opened his door slowly and saw it.
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"Yuh. It really is you, Lil Rannie." The creature known as Lil Broomstick said. Rantarou felt himself let out an ungodly scream and slammed the door shut. He started to barricade his door. "Lil Rannie?" Lil Broomstick asked. "GO AWAY YOU'RE TERRIFYING!" Rantarou screamed.
Hell naw
He's not dealing with a probably middle aged living m&m.
