My RoomMates (LNC Story)

Six

i quickly pause my music and wipe my eyes. Didn't wanna show that i was crying again, that would cause Money to worry. When i deemed my face clear of the tear tracks i walk to my door, wondering if it was Ms.Red or my nerd of a friend.

Peering behind the wooden portal i see two people, each with a state of shock as my own: Mr.Snake and Mr.Jund. After a few seconds within the surprising situation i start to laugh. This had to be the most foreshadowed event today, i don't understand how i didn't connect the dots sooner.

All day Mr.Jund talked about a good friend named Russ and his girlfriend and how he was joining them in their home for a stream that night. He also talked about how they recently got a new housemate and he was a bit curious of who they were and if they'd be friends.

Shaking my head i collect myself to look upon my new friends. They seem to still be in shock but their faces melt into confusion. Mr.Jund was the first to speak after my quick 'Evening.'

"Murder?" he scratches his head as he walks away towards what i assumed was the living room.

Chuckling, i look from the retreating male to the one in front of me, who now had a small smirk on his face. i returned the gesture and stepped sideways into my room.

"Good evening Mr.Snake. Welcome to my humble room of messiness." Panning my arm through the air beside me to show off the empty boxes and scattered trash.

"Your computer,' he walks past me to adore my electronic baby on the desk,' did you build it?"

"Yea, but I only changed a few things inside the tower. More efficient fans, better graphic cards and drives along with exceedingly more memory and ram." I list, while shrugging my shoulders.

"Few, huh?" he mumbles showing another grin.

"Few." I say confirming the man.

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I like Mr.Snake. He didn't say a lot and allowed me to continue talking whenever I began to ramble. i only caught myself a few times, with the help of him saying a funny smart-ass remark here and there. After i would have a turn talking about whatever he would take the other, fully enjoying himself with our conversation. He and I sat on my bed, enjoying the soft material instead of deciding to stand. He sat facing the wall but turned slightly to look at me and I with my legs crossed facing him.

The topics ranged from computers to everyday situations that we could rant about. i decided to not put a lot of input into that part of the conversation because i was doubly sure we wouldn't get off it and the whole reason was that i am a pro soap-boxer.

"Hey Sna- Oh," says a voice cutting off.

Both of our heads turn to the door and I see the man from earlier, Cry was it? I stand to briskly walk towards him. The boy, same height as me, took both a step and leaned backward, away from my intense glare. If he was here then he was also a friend of Money. And that meant I had to put up with his lame pick up lines; but first, I wanted an apology. And payback.

The man did speak for a few seconds,"Uh," he stammers.

He began to scratch his head as he faced anywhere but to me. Didn't blame him.

"I wish to have an apology Mister Cry,' I demand, crossing my arms and cocking my hip a bit, 'for earlier."

At this time i feel a presence behind my shoulder, but i don't think anything of it, knowing that it was possibly Snake.

"Oh.. uh.. yeah.' Cry nods, 'I am sorry for the actions i did earlier this evening. I take responsibility for it and i hope it doesn't interfere with us becoming friends in the future."

i grin with the decent wording of his apology, but i don't let it slip that i forgiven him yet. oh no, i was going to make him pay for the quick embarrassment he put me through.

"Your words are received,' he perks up looking at me with what i presume hopeful eyes.

"Cool, you won't regr-!"

"But,' I inturupt while holding up a finger, 'In order to receive full forgiveness from me, you must complete a task. Not that you really have a choice." I say letting a tone of mischievousness flow thickly in my words.

i give a look to Snake, hopeful that he'd play along with what i wanted to do. He gave a grin and raised an eyebrow.

I turn my head to look at the masked man and find beautiful air instead.

"That bastard." I mumble as Snake lets loose a throaty chuckle.

I begin running off to catch him. He wasn't gonna get off the hook that easy.

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"Ha! Like ya can get away from your doom." i grunt as i finish tying a knot.

"I am not going out like this Murder. If you'd let me explain!" the exasperated male pleads.

"Nope.' i shake my head and take a few steps back to adore my work, 'This is the task, unless you're not fully comfortable with your manliness in this?" I smile at his now colored mask.

I only receive a groan of distaste and a mumbles. After a good ten minutes of yelling, running and threats i ended up victorious. This man was a handful and a fighter.

"Mr.Snake!" i yell to let the man know to open the door.

"Well, good luck" i say before giving a big push on Cry's back, making him rush out the portal and into the audience waiting.

a few seconds of silence turned into a loud roar of laughter. i could hear a few snaps of phones goin off.

'Yes!'

"Twirl for me!"

"That color looks good for you."

"Be my date to the ball!"

i couldn't handle the situation any longer, so I fell onto my bed laughing till my sides began to hurt. But what I heard next made me go into another fit of hilarious pain.

"Russ that looks like your halloween outfit!!"

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Hope this catches you on a good day and if not, we hope this made you smile in the tiniest way.

We kinda hit a patch in our life and instead of running to our stories for comfort we went into depression and secluded ourselves. Not the best idea on our term but hey, we're better now.

We know this is short but we wanted to update this story because this part of the outline made us laugh at bit and we thought it would do good for a chapter.

See ya