Wakey, wakey!

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by 0hGhost

by 0hGhost

after getting the door and clumsily dropped my money in front of the delivery guy and will, i hurriedly walk and placed the pizza onto the dinner table feeling the freshly cooked warmth from under the cardboard box. i passed will's drink to him and grabbed mine, sitting at my favourite seat.

i downed two slices of my pizza until i realized will hasn't touched his part of the pizza.

"dude," i spoke. "aren't you eating?"

he looked quite disturbed and gave me a smile, "yeah. yeah, i am."

satisfied with his answer, i continued my lunch, thinking what are we to do for like two and a half goddamned months.

ice cream? yeah, ice cream is always a good start during summer. then what? the beach? ugh, too many people. actually, it's not that hot yet so-- nah, i'm too lazy. a walk in the park. park. who would go to the park? a lot of people might. what about that abandoned area near this house? actually, why did i choose to live at an abandoned neighbourhood of some sor- oh yeah, less people. i used to like going out adventuring but then school happened. actually, i can do that again, and this time i have someone to be with!

ending that thought, i finished my meal and threw away the empty drink can and the paper plate. i turned to will and apparently he was still eating, at least i think so, his back was facing me. i washed my hand and went up behind him.

"hey, wanna go somewhere tomorrow?" i asked, feeling excited for once.

"sure! where to?"

"i don't know."

"okay!"

"how long are you gonna eat for? no rush, by the way."

"i'll clean up after myself, you can relax."

and we ended our conversation like that. it felt weird that it was so casual but for some reason he has a comforting aura, almost like a big brother thing. i figured for today we should chill at home and such, so i thought maybe we can like get to know each other more and such.

it's all too odd, i think this is a whole dream since it feels fuzzy. fuzzy. what does that mean? i need to stop using words i don't know the meaning to even though it might be the correct usage of the word. i should shower.

i went to my room, and locked the door. i haven't been keeping up with my hygiene but i should now, with a new roommate and whatnot. i wondered if will had something to wear if he ever showers, he smelled faintly of baked goods, specifically cinnamon. i find it creepy that i think about this kind of thing a lot.

i picked out something nice to wear, and made a mental note to do my laundry had i have the chance to. i stepped into the bathroom and started thinking.

let's see what has happened today. i woke up. i complain. some random noise, i think. tissue fucking roll. will's existence. chit chat. pizza, yeah. oh and new roommate, i guess. what have i brought myself into again? i'm not even close with my siblings, how am i gonna handle a stranger i just met and let into my humble abode? ooh, fancy words. maybe, for once, there's a good reason for all of this, i just need to find out what it is.

i was under the shower, showering. however, i didn't take off my pajamas and the weight of wet clothing was felt.

man. i can't even handle myself, how can i survive this without making a fool out of myself? nevermind that, i already made too much embarrassing mistakes.

i sighed.

A/N: holy crap i haven't updated for such a long time. i've been busy with things like debate and exams and all that shit. i even lost my ability to write anddddddd lost track of this story so if the chapter dropped even more quality than usual then forgive me, i basically rushed this chapter and tried to stall to make the word count reach, i'd rather not do a short chapter haha anyway i'll be extra busy now so my updates won't be consistent, ya boi gotta update as much as they can and honestly i don't know where i'm going with this story so bear with me. i'll stop now so have fun and sorry once again :')