ENA x Gender Neutral! Reader
Y/N has been living in their new home for a few weeks now, almost a month. One day, they have a dream that feels a bit too real... And shit gets crazy.
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A slowish-burn. I'm gonna try n make this as realistic as possibl...
feeling or causing despair about something. "Jessica looked at him in mute hopeless appeal"
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Y/N had drifted back off into a dreamless sleep, only lasting a few hours until their alarm went off.
A sweet melody played, one that Y/N set a few days ago for a new change. They hoped it wouldn't be as annoying as the default alarm sound.
It wasn't.
They still grew to hate it.
"Mmngh..." They mumbled, rolling over on their bed. Their tired hand reached to grab their ringing phone they'd placed under their pillow, as they were too sleepy hours prior to plug it back in.
Y/N put the phone above their face, and was immediately blinded- and awoken- by the blue light.
"Gaah—!"
They swiped down from the top of the screen, immediately lowering the brightness. The alarm was turned off, and they checked the time.
'9:04 A.M.'
"Ah, shit..." They mumbled. Y/N climbed out from under the covers, phone in hand.
They'd planned to go explore the town a bit more, hopefully find somewhere that'll hire.
Opening their closet, it revealed an almost-barren room. A few clothes were lazily thrown onto the wall's shelves, stacked messily into piles.
Y/N rummaged through the boxes they procrastinated on unpacking, looking for something decent to wear.
Eventually, they settled on a simple outfit: A white t-shirt with a smiling, yellow daisy on the front. They put on fingerless, black fishnet arm covers for more flair. To accompany the shirt, they wore a black (silver studded) belt, holding up a pair of torn blue jorts.
They groomed themselves until they were satisfied with their appearance and left the house. Locking the door after they exited, they made haste to get to their car. It wasn't anything special, just a red Yonda.
It was red so they "could spot it easily in parking lots," Y/N said.
They got into the car, started it up, and drove out of the neighborhood. Their first destination: Haraly Töaks. Haraly Töaks was a small array of stores and restaurants laid in an area near Y/N's house. It was popular for local shopping.
They pulled into the area, parking in front of WAY, a very popular retail store.
/Timeskip, Y/N has been browsing the area looking for jobs. No one has been hiring, or no place they were interested in was hiring./
After what felt like hours of failure and disappointment, Y/N was close to giving up. Trying to find a job today was hopeless. But, alas,
There Y/N stood, in front of 'Fry It!'. Fry It! was a fast-food chain, and it had only recently started picking up in popularity. Y/N tilted their head, looking at the window on the front.
'HIRING: CASHIER, FRY COOK'
Their eyes lit up with excitement as a smile pushed it's way onto their face.
They pushed open the door, entering the building and greeting the employee at the ordering table.
"Hello, welcome to Fry It! What can I get you today?" The employee looked tired, and their voice was monotone. A nametag laid on their uniform, with 'Atlas' written in black print. They had white, mullet-styled hair. A blue shifted into the white at the ends of their hair, and they had a raccoon tail of black on one of their parted bangs.
Y/N wasn't gonna miss their opportunity!
"Hi! Actually, I was interested in the 'cashier' position y'all had?" They tried to be as little of a mood-wrecker to this poor soul as possible. Atlas sighed.
"Alright, just call the manager," They handed Y/N a slip of paper with a phone number on it. "Schedule an interview with her and bring your resume. By the way, she likes purple. So wear purple."
Y/N nodded in excitement and waved goodbye to Atlas as they walked out of the establishment, stuffing the paper inside their back pocket on the way.
They hummed a tune to themselves in pride, walking back to their car.
The tune was a random one they'd started, but a small voice in the back of their mind told them it wasn't.
Y/N, of course, ignored it and hopped into their car. They checked the clock, and they had a little time left before rush hour.
They drove around, leaving the area. They explored a bit more, finding mostly shops and houses. One thing did catch their eye, however.
'FORTUNE TELLER: SEE INTO YOUR FUTURE' Was written on a white sign that had been stuck into the ground. The font was wispy and large, colored with purple and black, white highlights detailing it. An address laid underneath the words.
It was on the corner of another very small town, one Y/N hadn't paid much attention to before.
Y/N had always had a fascination with psychics and spirituality and whatnot, even if they hadn't gotten into it or believed in itself.
Alas, the nagging curiosity got to them, and they drove over to the location listed.
Despite the town's small size, it still took Y/N longer than they thought to find the building. They parked in front of it, stepping out.
It definitely didn't look like a fortune-telling place. It was a cozy shack-like structure, with vines and wood adorning the sides.
"Ah... okay." They mumbled.
A bit hesitant, Y/N walked up the steps to the door, gently knocking on it 3 times in a rhythmic pattern.
