"So yeah! That's basically what happened!" You wrapped up your story to Luz, King, and Hooty. Obviously you had to leave out a few details, like the fact you were in a gang. That part of the story was replaced with "running an errand for Eda at the night market." You also didn't tell them you had planned on disappearing again last night. It'd break their hearts if they found out why you were leaving in the first place. Hooty just stared absent-mindedly ahead, bacon hanging from his mouth. It was honestly kinda horrifying. Meanwhile, King nodded as he shoved his face with pancakes. Luz swallowed hers down to make room for words.
"That's incredible! But who gave you the ride home? Eda never answered her Penstagram." She pointed out.
"I got a ride from one of my pals." Your mind flashed to the look on Jenner's face as he picked you up. His hair read that you'd awoken from his precious slumber. It was a miracle he didn't murder you as soon as you stepped out of the library.
"And what about that guy you fought? Do you think he's still looking for you?" King added his own question. Another factor you hadn't told them about was how you had dreamt up this boy before you ever met him. Luz would probably rave about how you were a prophet and probably about how he must have been your soulmate or some shit. Though King was probably gonna try and make you dream up next week's lottery numbers. Neither was something you really wanted to put up with.
"Hopefully not. I don't need another thorn in my side." Only half of that statement was true. In all honesty, you didn't need another thorn in your side, but him... he was special, you could tell. Who knows? Maybe he thought the same thing about you! Either way, even if he didn't look into you, you were sure as hell gonna look into him!
The kids finished their breakfast. Both faces were littered with crumbs and both plates were empty. Luz was draining the last of her fake milk, which produced a rather unusual handle-bar mustache on her upper lip. King shoved his plate towards you with his silverware and empty glass on it.
"Can you put this in the sink?"
"King, you are literally eating on the counter, the sink is right next to you."
"FINE! Make me do all the hard work.."
He muttered the last part under his breath as he patted on over to the sink. Luz stood from her spot at the table and placed her dishes in the sink as well and turned on the tap. You reached toward her.
"Luz, you don't need to do that. I can do the dishes." You offered.
"I lost the race, I'm doing the dishes. Plus, it sounds like you really did have a rough night! I don't want you to get too stressed out."
"Uhhh, so did you? You literally almost got killed by a book! And then you stayed to clean! It's too early in the morning for you to even be awake, like when'd you get back?"
Luz and King paused in their actions and looked at you.
"What time do you think it is, (y/n)?" Luz pointed a dirty spatula at you as she spoke.
"Like... 10:45?"
"WRONG!" Hooty sprang at your face. "It's 4:00 p.m.! Everybody slept in today!!!"
After your soul returned to you body from that jumpscare you pushed Hooty's face aside.
"4:00 p.m.? Seriously?" All three of them nodded.
"None of us had an easy OR restful night." King exclaimed. You shook your head in disbelief.
4:00 p.m., the usual time you took your second dose of curse medication. You'd promised yourself you'd start taking it again last night, but it felt almost shameful. You had to take pills to function from day to day without incident, meanwhile other people got to do it for free! It was like being the fish swimming upstream. Everything was pushing against you to fail, so you had to work all the harder to reach your goals. Regardless of your self pity, you stepped over to the kitchen medicine cabinet. Opening the squeaky door, you were met with your vial of pills, staring you down like it had been waiting for you. You popped two into your hand, and downed the black pills with a sip of apple blood.
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Once Upon a Dream (Golden Guard x Gender-Neutral Reader)
FantasyHe'd been plaguing your mind for years. For as long as you could remember he'd always been lurking in the deep crevices of your brain, sneaking into your dreams when he had the chance. You were accustomed to his strange appearances. In fact, it was...
