Waking up to the sound of my blaring alarm I fumble about with my hand trying to grab my phone and shut off my damn alarm. Finally grabbing my phone I close my alarm and see the phone's time display 8:02.
When I saw the time on my phone I slightly cringed at the fact that I managed to sleep through 22 consecutive alarms.
Whelp, what's done is done. Though I should really learn some self-restraint. I can't keep staying awake till 5 and wake up at 8. I mean
I can, but I probably shouldn't because of sleep deprivation or whatever.
Sighing I groggily get up from my very comfortable bed and make my way to the bathroom. As I am walking to the bathroom I slow my steps to enjoy the sight of my cozy little bedroom decorated with dark souls posters and merchandise from other franchises.
Reaching my bathroom I enter and start washing my face with ice-cold water to finally wake myself up. Finally feeling awake I enter the shower and turn on the water in the cold setting. Because with the sleep I got a warm shower may just make me fall asleep.
After finishing my daily cold shower I step out and check myself out in the mirror.
My name is John Moore a 21-year-old with questionable sanity. I would rate my face an overall 7/10 with my most distinctive feature being my natural purple eyes. I don't know exactly but I think the reason for its unusual eye color is because of ocular albinism.
Although I don't mind my eye color (Because it looks cool) I usually wear contacts due to the fact that purple eyes really stand out and people assume I am edge lord wearing purple contacts in public. Though they aren't completely wrong about the edge lord part it still irks me.
I am relatively tall at 180cm (6ft in freedom units) and speaking of relativity have no relatives or close ones.
Now you may ask. How can I, an orphan with no living relatives afford a decent apartment? Well, it's simple when my parents died they actually left behind a decent amount of money. At least enough for me to stay alive enough for me to get old enough to get a part-time job.
And due to me having no other relatives, I was the sole beneficiary of their life insurance.
It's not only that, as it wouldn't be enough for me to pay for college and get an apartment with just life insurance. My parents weren't rich y'know.
So through leveraging my only above-average but exotic looks along with my lean physique, I was able to get some small modeling gigs and negotiate good money from them.
Though I wasn't really good enough looking nor did I feel like pursuing that career path. So that was mostly a part-part time job I did infrequently alongside my job at a popular burger joint as a delivery driver.
But don't think that just because I did a lot of work that I neglected my studies and workout.
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FanfictionMy name is John Moore and I would consider myself a relatively ordinary person. So then why? Why did I instead of dying, woke up in a decrepit prison cell with some guy in knight armor looking down me? And what's with the screen in front of me!? [We...
