Morning was coming, it was 7:42 am, and the sun was in the middle of rising. it was a pretty orange, and many people in the Oj Hotel were asleep. This included Trophy, who snored lightly, he had only been sleeping for 4 hours due to tissues sleep sneezing all night. Trophy wanted to sleep in today, as today was Saturday, he had absolutely nothing to do, but-
"ACHOO! AA-"
Tissues had started sneezing, loudly too.
Trophy shot up from his bed and was now awake. He groaned and looked over to the sickly man. "Tissues, can you please be a little quieter?" Trophy asked in a groggy tone, clearly not in the mood for tissues sneezing. "Trophy- you know I can't help my zneezing- it's my condishawn acting up aga-" "Then I'll be going to breakfast." Trophy interrupted before going to the door and leaving the room. Going to the stairs instead of the elevator to get more walking in.
Trophy disliked Tissues a bit if he was being honest, sure, he felt bad for him, but he didn't want to be his roommate, every night he felt like he would catch his sickness, although it wasn't contagious Trophy had a gut feeling that he would get sick sometime, probably from throwing up like he did last time he was sick.
Trophy huffed as he went down the stairs, Oj had forced him to room with tissues, and when he complained, Oj just told him off, or in the rare moment that trophy would write something to Oj, he would see it being shredded the very next day.
Eventually, Trophy was downstairs and saw a few others, like Oj, Knife, Soap, and the Cherries. He sighed to himself as he walked over to the kitchen, knowing that he would just make himself a protein shake and grab some eggs that Paper made. "Hey trophy!" Trophy turned his head to see Soap, and sighed. "Hey." Trophy nodded to Soap and looked back to the ingredients he was using to make his shake, deciding to face away from Soap while in this conversation, even though she was one of the only people Trophy didn't find to dislike him, and he didn't dislike her either. "Did you sleep well last night?" Soap asked, seeming to be in a very good mood. "No, not really," Trophy said in a tired fashion. Soap sighed and looked away, seeming to know why, she leaned in and whispered, like it was some sort of secret. "Tissues was sleep sneezing again, wasn't he?" Soap asked in a bit of an intimidating tone, Trophy, assuming that the tone was directed at the thought of having to clean Tissues snot again, would only nod as he started blending his stuff.
After Trophy stopped the blender, he turned back to soap as he poured his protein shake in a cup. "Yeah, you might wanna clean his side of the room." Trophy said nonchalantly, being at least a bit used to this. "Anyways, I'm gonna go eat or something, bye." Trophy said, then walking away as soap waved at him.
Trophy grabbed a plate and a fork, going over to the food;
Eggs, bacon, sausage, and some fruit thing that seemed to be bought from a store.
Trophy rolled his eyes and only got a few eggs and some fruit, he didn't like greasy foods as he felt they would ruin his 'perfect body'.
As Trophy went to the table to eat, he was tapped on the shoulder by someone. "Hello?" Trophy said coldly, making a smiling Paper frown. "Hey Trophy, I just need the money for your rent this month, that's all," Paper tried to say this kindly, but Trophy scoffed. "Hold on a fuckin second then," Trophy said, annoyed that he was being asked this early for it, but he pulled out his wallet and gave paper the money, to which Paper snatched it immediately. "Okay! Byebye!" Paper said whilst he ran off to give the money to Oj. Trophy put his hand on his head, feeling a headache start, gritting his teeth a bit as he felt it, but he started to eat anyways, feeling it would be fine to do so. "..Fuckin headaches." He said, mainly to himself, he tried to get his mind off of it by going to his happy place, which was sports, he got on his phone and started scrolling, making sure to check his posts first.
They were normal Trophy things, like workout pictures, or pictures of him playing a random sport, he check the comments on his latest post, and saw the stuff he usually did, like people leaving hate comments, people leaving encouraging things, and annoying bots that advertised themselves.
Eventually, Trophy finished his (really mediocre) food and stopped doom-scrolling twitter, getting up and drinking the rest of his protein shake, then going back up to his room, seeing that Tissues was gone, 'probably in the elevator', he thought, smiling slightly because he finally had alone time in his own room, even if he was just about to leave.
Trophy decided that he would just get some comfortable clothes on, it was a fairly nice day since spring was just coming in, so he put on a tank top (to flex his muscles,) and some black shorts. He looked in the mirror at himself.
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"At least I still look good as hell." He said, posing in the mirror at himself, turning to see all of himself. "Hell yeah." Trophy smirked, he knew he was being full of himself, but he didn't care right now, this was his alone time.
He eventually went outside to jog for a while and think about some personal things that he would deal with later.
