That Time I Made Out With A Ancient God

"Sorry Life but I'm Seeing Death Now."

      The rays of sunlight reached for every surface, aside from the room proclaimed 'Doom' by our dear protagonist. The room, unfortunately, had no windows, once being a walk-in closet. That's the problem with having roommates. Added with being the last one to join. Though they did not mind, not one bit. After all, no strangers could try to climb into their room uninvited, bitches be wilding 24/7. A huge plus besides the fact that they can't get their daily Vitamin D from the deadly laser, called the Sun. It did grant them pale skin, a rather popular trait for where they worked at.

Not to mention, nothing could disturb their much-needed sleep. The dark eye bags were evidence of that. Though heavy amounts of skincare were fixing that, thankful for the tips from their co-workers.

"RINGGGGGGGGGG-"

"God fucking damn it, you no good flat ass circle," They groaned loudly as the alarm hit their morning sensitive ears.

Slamming their hand on their phone, quickly putting their phone to sleep, they put in the effort to focus their eyes on the time. Would you look at that, 7 am, time for their daily routine to start! They slammed their head back onto their pillow but slipped out of bed after a couple of seconds. It sucks to wake up at this time but that's just how it is for them. Needed to have something to motivate them for the day or else their bed would be their home. Or more so on their deathbed, life wasn't all that great.

They grabbed their clothes for the day, it was a Sunday, their break day fortunately so they could take their time in the bathroom. Unfortunately, it was winter, and their roommates took all the hot water in the shower. Not a single ounce of hot water was left in the poor pipes. Thoughts of pettiness filled them as they took their shower with freezing cold water. Staring directly at the shower wall, possibly scaring the hell out of the poor wall demon, they turned off the water and changed.

"These bitches' bout' to feel. My. Wrath." They stated as they stared at the pitiful note from one of them, it wasn't even a note, it was a piece of toilet paper with scribbles on it.

Throwing it in the trash sourly thinking that with that type of handwriting, Brandon might as well change his career to being a doctor instead of whatever the hell he was. Maybe if he did become a doctor, he'll have enough money to move out and never come back. That would be one roommate down, how to get rid of the other, Skyler, would be the next plan. Though if the rent wasn't shared between the three, Doc would have been on the streets since rent be higher than Skyler on a Friday night at the club. She often stole from the rent jar to buy drugs so Doc would know. Hope that shit was worth the amount of Doc and Brandon being overworked to the bone to catch it up.

It was rather cold, so they decided to wear a bunch of layers, it wasn't snowing now but they knew very well that God loves to fuck them over when they least expect it. Mother Nature tended to have mood swings as well, making the weather unpredictable. The weatherman can suck their balls for all they care, and their roommates can suck their 14 in cock. After all, being non-binary, Agender to be exact, and an animator in the city was shit, they were done with everybody. Besides their respectful viewers and other animators, they were very nice in fact. It was nice honestly, knowing you have people that you can depend on and people that care about you.

Aside from the cowardly comments about their sexuality, lack of gender, and their choice of career path. It was the usual, "Haha, my pronouns are nor/mal.", "I identify as an attack helicopter.", "Nah that's sus bro.", "F@ggot", "Talentless say what?", the list could go on and on. It was tiring honestly; they couldn't help but feel sorry for whoever was raising them and the fact these people could vote too. Imagine being transphobic and homophobic. What a world it was. It was rather sad and pathetic, really.

Now that they thought about it, they should move out of this shitty apartment complex and move in with one of the other animators. That sounded like heaven to them in fact. They smiled at the mere idea as they walked to the local park with their brown Messager bag. How lovely, they were said to dress like an Emo but in reality, it was due to the weather. Black tends to absorb sunlight, causing them to be warm even during the winter. How utterly lovely as they strolled through the pure white snow.

Of course, somebody else couldn't help but agree with Doc, noticing them from afar.