Two years quickly passed.
Thanks to the money left behind by the God of Death, the boys were able to provide for themselves, eventually even buying a place able to accommodate the five of them with room to spare.
Though there were a lot of complaints from Cale and Rok Soo, they even registered to attend school to gain a better understanding about the history of this world while avoiding suspicions. And (while life was indeed peaceful), that didn't mean they stopped in their preparations for the apocalypse.
They were always training... or at least, most of them were.
"Cale, you need to get up and exercise! How else are you going to be able to protect yourself when you can barely walk to school without getting tired?" It became almost a daily routine for one of the boys to try to get Cale out of the house, and today was Bud's turn.
Sure none of them have succeeded at getting him out on time for anything other than going to school or when they need to go to the store, but they still needed to try.
"I am exercising though..?"
"Oh really? Mind telling me what exercise it is?"
"Breathing obviously."
"..."
"..."
"How the hell is breathing an exercise?"
"Ever heard of breathing exercises?"
"..."
"It's very healthy. You should give it a try sometime."
Not hearing a response, Cale turned to see if Bud finally left only to be met with a deadpan expression.
"..."
"..."
"...I'm going to take your bed again."
"!!!
Okay! Okay! I'll take a walk!"
Hearing that, Cale jumped out of bed and practically flew out the door.
The threat was very effective.
It was because, the last time Bud was in charge of waking him, Cale fell asleep halfway through their talk before he could see him leave. When he woke up hours later, he found himself on the floor with no bed in sight.
After a bit of searching, he found his bed stacked under Buds, his blankets and pillows on the highest shelf next to him, and Bud fast asleep.
Luckily Bud woke up after hearing him gasp at it all but was so tired that he couldn't bring himself to move everything back.
Long story short, Cale had to sleep with Bud because the couch was uncomfortable and he couldn't be bothered to look for another spot to sleep in.
Although it wasn't that bad (actually it felt pretty nice), he doesn't want to have to go through all that again. He likes his stuff and would rather sleep in his own bed where he can sleep however he wants over sharing a small bed.
Anyway, the main point is Cale likes his stuff and doesn't want to deal with waking up on the floor again.
So here he is, walking down the street where he plans to stop at the store nearby before heading back.
That's how it should have gone.
One important thing Cale forgot was that, whenever they do go to the store, the others are always the ones in the lead since he's always on his phone or half asleep.
That being said, Cale is now lost without the phone he forgot to bring in a park that he has never been to before.
"Fuck."
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Why Won't You Let Me Slack!?
FanfictionThe gods try making amends, Cale wants to sleep and the guys befriend a sunfish. Add a little crazy, a dash of oncoming apocalypse, throw it in an apartment for twelve years and what do you get? A f*cking shit show that's what! --- I do not own any...
