"Yeah I know-- Mhm-- Yes-- Okay love you too-- Bye." Putting the phone in my pocket after the conversation is over. I look around, boxes with labels on them are still sitting on the floor, I smell gross, and this apartment is bland. "This is the worst." I let out a huge sigh.
I'm gonna start on the bedroom then.
I walk in, it's not the biggest room in the world, but, its livable. I sit down on the bed. This is a nice bed. I lay down and close my eyes. Okay. I'm just gonna take a quick nap...
That's all...
Wrong. I didn't take any nap. My phone went off and I was playing on it for 3 hours straight. I'm starving. I walking out of my room, trip, and fall.
Right. Unpacking.
Knock knock knock.
I'm not going to get anything done, am I?
Answering the door, my friend, Silas, Looks down at me. "You're joking right? I know there isn't a shit ton of boxes behind you." I move out the way so he can walk in. "I was-"
"You were going to, but got distracted. I know, Waylen." I look down. Don't cry, I'm a man. Men don't cry. Silas sighs and looks at me. "My bad Way, I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I know it isn't your fault."
I hate this. It's a routine that I have had to go through since the doctor diagnosed me with it at age five. ADHD.
"I can hire a-". I shake my head profusely. "No! You already bought the place. I don't need help unpacking." Rich people, I swear. I picked up a box and started my journey.
As I started on the living room, I let my mind wonder off. I don't how I even got to this point. I couldn't keep a job. I can't even do a simple task. Silas gave me a job at his company. That's why I moved in here. Close to work. God. I'm useless.
"Way? Are you okay? You look upset." "No. I'm fine. I was just thinking." He places down a box. When did he start helping me? "You know you can talk to me right? I love hearing you ramble on and on." He says with a smile on his face.
"How is it with you and... uhmm... what's her name again?" He shakes his head. "Freya." He said, "And things are going well. She's a nice girl." I knew he didn't really like her. His mother always does this. She to arrange a marriage, just like her father did to her.
"You don't have to marry her you know." He gives me a look. I shut up.
Silas picks the box back up and walks towards the back. I guess the conversation is over...
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A/N
This is SO bad. I'm gonna try to write a story. I always have these ideas in my head and they go nowhere. Now I have a place to put them <3
QOTC: If you could get rid of one body part, which one and why?
A: My belly button. I find no purpose for it.
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عاطفيةWaylen Slora, easy going, silly, forgetful, a mess, happy? Yeah right. He just wants go get life over with. He hates the way his mind works. He hates the so called curse he was brought apon. He hates himself. Silas Dolivo, All he wanted was some fr...
