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"My boss is a bitch, my co-workers hate me and my gold fish died!"...
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Finally it was the weekend and Saturdays were your laundry days. You carried your basket down the hall and into the shared laundry that the apartment building had. You were one unlucky few who didn't get a dryer and a washer, but you had pretty much everything else besides a bath tub.
Today was your whites day, which means you were cleaning all of your white clothes. Something you didn't notice is that a pair of red undergarments that were snuck in behind a shirt. You were too busy being in your own world to even realize it. Humming a small tune, you exited the laundry room and made your way outside of the apartment building.
This morning you never ate breakfast so your stomach was rumbling. To sooth your hunger you had decided to try a new tea shop that opened up a couple block away from your place. Apparently it was suppose to be very good.
As you entered the building a soft sound of a bell rang through the air. While looking around you noticed that the place was decorated how old Liyue would of looked, everything was very traditional. While waiting in line you had decided to get f/t with a scone.
Approaching the counter you met eyes with bright amber ones. A soft smile graced the gentleman's face. "Good morning miss. Thank you for coming to Rex Lapis tea shop. What can we get you today?"
"Can I please get a f/t and a scone please?" The man nodded and put your items into the cashier. The total came out to $10.25, a bit expensive but you had hoped it was worth it. After paying you sat down on one of the open window seats.
A few minutes passed and the man from before came out and brought you a tea cup with a scone on the side. "If you need anything else just shout. My name is Zhongli." He shot you another gentle smile and walked away. The tea was absolutely wonderful, it's flavors weren't too overwhelming and it wasn't bitter at all either. If there was a perfect way to make a tea this would be it.
"I think Diluc would like this place." You whispered with a grin on your face. Placing the tea down, you brought out your phone and took a picture of the tea and sent a message over to Diluc.
He responded ten minutes later saying that he was surprised that you drank something besides alcohol. After sending back a snarky response you placed your finished tea and empty plate on the counter.
Walking back to your apartment the unfortunate happened. As you walked down the street a car came flying past into a puddle of mud. You have happened to be standing in front of that certain puddle as well. You let out a gasp as the cold mud hit you, coating the front of you with the brown substance. The car zooming past didn't even stop to see if you were okay, even if they did you would of given them a piece of your mind.
"You mother fu-"
"Watch out!" Someone yelled as you where shoved to the ground. A searing pain came from a place on your knee. Turning around you saw a young boy with off white hair, his face was covered in bandages. On the side was a skateboard that had now been broken in half from flinging out and hitting a pole. "My board!" He yelled.
Looking down you noticed a giant hole in your pants. A red circle was starting to form around and soak into your clothing. A gash covered your whole knee, but it didn't look like you would need stitches. "My knee!" You yelled, shooting the boy a glare. As soon as those words escaped your mouth the boy had all of his attention on you.
"Oh god!" He yelled, his eyes widening. He dropped the backpack that he had and dug through it. Medical bandage appeared in his hand. "We're okay! Just a little accident!" Yelled the boy to the crowd forming around the two of you. Most of them dispersed while others lingered for a couple of minutes. He knelt down. "Can I please bandage you up ma'am? I'm really sorry." You knew the boy didn't have any ill intentions and that the running into you was an accident, it was the least he could do to help you.
"Yeah go on ahead kid." The boy started going to work on your knee. It looked like he also had some disinfectant which burned like hell when it was applied. "What's your name kid?" Mind as well start a conversation while you were here.
"Bennett." Is all he said while he focused on your knee. Bennett was making sure that it was going to be fine perfectly.
"Why do you have all this stuff on you?" You questioned, looking at your now bandaged knee.
"I'm pretty sure you noticed but I'm kind of accident prone, but it looks like you are too." He sheepishly laughed. "I have a ton of bandages in my bag so have this one while it heals." Bennett gave you the roll of medical bandages and said goodbye.
"Nice kid." You laughed while turning on your heel and heading back to your apartment. It sucked because the gash on the knee still hurt, but it wasn't was bad as before.
Normally you would take the stairs but because of the injury you had to take the elevator. No more running for a couple of days.
Before you went back to your apartment you walked to the laundry room to pick up your clothes. You got one of the new fancy ones that dried and washed it all in one go. As you opened the door you met with pink clothes. Sighing in defeat, you bunched up your clothes in the basket you left and took them to your apartment.
Opening the door, you didn't see Gizmo sneaking past the door. Closing it you plopped yourself on the couch after putting down your now pink clothes and sat there for a moment. Normally Gizmo would come and sit on your lap you thought that he was sleeping somewhere else at the moment.
An hour passed and your cat was still no where to be found. Maybe he was taking a extra long cat nap?
Another hour passed and you started to get concerned. "Gizmo!" You yelled, but there was nothing. No jingle of a collar, no little putter patters of his paws. "Gizmo!" You yelled once again, looking under the couch. Once you had searched everywhere you were in full on panic mode. Your breath started to get shallow and the tears started to form.
Dialing Yae's number you waited for her to answer but it was sent straight to voicemail. "Dammit!" You yelled, the phone shaking in your hand. You cursed yourself for not making many friends since moving here. She was the only person who really could help you, then you remembered. Dialing Dilucs number you held the shaking phone up to your ear. "Please answer." A tear made its way down your cheek. "Please." You pleaded.
"Y/N? What are you calling me for." His monotone voice was like music to your ears. You let out a cry of relief. "Are you crying? Why are you crying?" He sounded more concerned now.
"My cat." You started to cry. "I can't find him. I think he ran out when I opened the door. He's just a kitten. I need help. You are the only person who answered. Please Diluc." You said. It was silent for a moment but then he responded.
