The Sobered Night

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(What am I doing? Help 😢)
I'm so sorry if it's a bit cheesy I'm speedrunning this shit lol)

-Why every day is just the same? Sometimes my brain always ask me,
'Why not just throw everything away and drown yourself into liquid base to forget it all?'
Well...I believe that. That is kinda true. But anyways, the chattering humans has quiet down as the burgeria closed for the night. Finally, my brain is about to explode into an headache after all of these screams of joyful children. I stood out of my chair and packed my suitcase to end my office day. Jack exited out of his office and fixed his collar.

-"Hey Jack!," I interrupted him as he stood by his doorway.

-"Yes?" He questioned, as we both make eye contact. I stood up straight and fixed my crooked glasses.

-"You know, today's been an rough day, and I was wondering if we can a bit, you know, have our time alone to relax a bit?" I've answered. He looked confused.

-"...Um, I don't think we can do 'that' today," Jack coughed. "I have paper work to do and I have to be with Rose and the kids for the day, I'm sorry, I can't come with you today." My hopes sanked a bit lower but that didn't stop me to break down a bit.

-"That's okay Jack...I understand, going with families and all but yeah, go ahead, we can do this another time." He nodded as he locked the door behind him.

-"Goodbye Felix, see you tomorrow buddy." He smiled as he walked father away. I sighed as I also locked the door behind and walked to the exit door right close to me. Walking into the cold breeze and stumbled by my car, it feels so alone going into the bar without my friend Jack. Like, he calls me his 'Lifesaver' and all but that's what friend do, right?

(Jesus christ, I can't see writing this in the dark)
(Anyways, back to the story while listening to the stream)

-Minutes been like hours when your alone. Cup by cup, drink by drink. I feel like an drunken, useless loser. By the sip of whiskey is like an falling memory to my brain, the college years are hurting me. I feel like it's never going to end forever...or will it? Do Jack hates me?...No, it can't be...

-The voices are getting louder, another headache will come too. I groan as I stood off of my stool and tipped the person, even tho I don't even know who I've even tipped too. By each step, like an drunk fellow, I can't even stand up straight. So many negative thoughts I don't even want to think about it. 'FELIX KRAKEN: A man not only with an giant brain but also an giant heart' That sounds very stupid I'll say. I was fumble into my thoughts when suddenly the cold breeze hits me back to reality. "Jesus...how long has I've been on this ground for?..." I whispered. I stood out again to face an streetwalk, an empty one of course. Great, walking, yay. Side by side looking for my car, I've stumbled into an person. I spam out to see this person.

-"Watch we're your going...please." I fused out. But the person did not answered. "ANSWER ME!!" I yelled. I walked drunk to the front of the person. Well, this is interesting, this person is tall. "Jack?" I asked as I looked up. The tallest person I know is Jack of course, but it's not Jack. An tall woman standing by me, looking down. Oh god, I feel miserable. "IM SORRY!" I yelled again, fixing my glasses as I beg for mercy. "Forgive me of my behavior miss...." I looked up to her, well to be honest, she is pretty. I blushed. "May I say something...miss?" The woman did not respond. I guess she's muted. I took an breath and let it out. "Um...your p-pretty. And I want to be honest sorry again."

-I hugged the tall, muted woman, she was soft and beautiful. You know, I always tell Jack that falling in love is "stupid" and all but....I think I was wrong. I hugged the woman tightly. I held her hands as I hugged her. Forget it if in drunk or not. IM SUPER DRUNK AND IN LOVE HA. I kissed her hand. "I really love you, tall woman." I slured drunkly. As I looked up with my crooked eyes, I think she was smiling at me. I feel so happy and wa with her all along.

...But deep inside this woman is more than an woman, actually....she's not an woman herself...

She's an fucking lamppost God fucking damnit.

(Why am I writing this but this is for FUN ALRIGHT YAYAYAY. Okay this is for you Filazuli anyways enjoy I think I'll make more stuff later on my hands are getting tired)

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