cheater

through the bedroom wall

𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯

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every time punz gets angsty over editing, he reminds himself that he's taking a media course, and he really shouldn't be complaining after a single year when he's planning to do this for the rest of his life. he hopes that college just makes it seem more mundane than it really is, because if he's retired to cutting and dragging videos for the rest of his life, he may as well just drop out now and save himself the money.

his eyes are burning from staring at the screen for so long and he internally curses himself for not wearing the blue light glasses he was prescribed because he can feel a migraine starting to work its way into the edge of his head and he really needs to finish this project.

he technically still has days left until this particular assignment is due, but he's meant to be attending a party tomorrow night and he really wanted to get it out of the way before then so he wouldn't have to worry over it anymore. unfortunately, that doesn't seem too achievable now, since he's hardly able to focus on what he's looking at as his eyes blur from the strain.

disheartened, punz decides to take a break. he needs to stop and calm himself down from the oncoming migraine before it gets worse, and maybe then he can come back to the stupid editing.

the blond reaches up, pulling off his headphones with a long, much-needed exhale. he hadn't realised how uncomfortable the weight on his ears had felt until it was gone and he experienced the immediate relief of cool air hitting his skin.

punz sits up from where he'd been previously slumped, feeling the joints in his back clicking back into place as he stretches out. he drags his mouse to the corner, saving his work before putting the pc onto sleep mode. he doesn't switch it off fully, since he's still hopeful that he'll come back to it later, but he lets the monitor fade to black, if just to relax the burning feeling behind his eyes.

the room is blanketed in darkness, and punz relaxes back into his chair, melting into the old material and letting his eyes slip shut, humming quietly to himself as he feels the ache on his mind easing ever so slightly.

punz is startled by a knock, his eyes flying open as he looks to the side, staring at the wall that his bed is pushed against. he worries for a moment that karl might've fallen or hurt himself or something, but no more noise follows so he dismisses it to be a head-aching delusion.

begrudgingly, punz pulls himself up and out of his chair, exhaling deeply as he stretches out his tired limbs and relishing in how the tension seems to dissipate out. he turns, dragging his feet along the floor as he makes his way across his bedroom and into his bathroom. punz flicks on the light but, after wincing at the blinding brightness, he flicks it right back off again, settling instead on just navigating his way through the darkness.

he uses the toilet, which he hadn't even realised that he needed to do, but the release on his bladder is immediate and takes away yet another layer of awful discomfort that had been previously weighing him down. the blond then washed his hands, using his favourite soap and deeply inhaling the scent as he splashed some water on his face, hoping to rid himself of the grimy feeling he was experiencing.