Try as I may, I doubt I can find a video that better encapsulates "Entrapta"
Catras POV:
As I walk out of the building and stretch my Arms, I'm still tired from yesterday "Damn...it's now what? 9? Who is awake this early ffs". As I make my way home, the night with...fuck, I realized that I had no idea about her Name and sprint back to look at the Name on the mailbox "Fukuhara? She doesn't look asian...damn, this must be her roomie" i think and walk off again "She mentioned this place ain't hers...shit" I admit, im a bit exited from not knowing who I've spend the night with, something that happens rarely for me
I knew somehow, deep inside of me, that she'd show up tonight. An unexplainable instinctive gut feeling that she is the kind of Woman who can't leave something half done...but that's just my guess and time will tell if i'm right or completely wrong "Worst case, i'm gonna come back here....but if she's still talking like that closeted mess i've just left behind, I doubt I can convince her to honor her drunken agreement..but im not willing to let someone this ho....interesting slip through my Fingers"
---
Back at Home, I can hear her loud footsteps through the door and brace myself as soon as I walk into the small apartment "Wildcat?"
"Hey Scooooooo..." i nearly get crushed to death by Scorpia and hit her on the shoulder "sto..p aaaaair" she let up a bit and the life saving Oxygen rushes into my Lungs again
"Sorry about that..." she smiles brightly before her claw hits me on the Head, hard and her expression changes to genuinely angry "...WHAT were you thinking? Staying out all night without telling me, ignoring my calls? I was worried sick about you"
"Im sorry, Mom, I...kind of lost my Smartphone and... met someone" I admit, scratching the back of my neck
"You, me, couch, tell me everything" she says, her anger dissipating instantly, replacing it with the energy of an excited schoolgirl. I met Scorpia in high School when my antisocial behavior had made me an outcast by most, she stuck around, never caring much for the looks or rumors that my presence invited. I wasn't bullied or anything but just..ignored and on some days, that felt worse than any pain they could have inflicted me with
I tell her the short version, not mentioning just how drunk the blonde was, still feeling guilty about abusing her state, even when she had been the one initiating our intimacy. To my surprise, Scorpia reacted rather somberly when I told her that I was going to stay with her, again not mentioning the little freakout just an hour ago "So..you're really leaving?"
"Scorp, trust me, you don't want me around when you're with Perfuma. I know you and you just can't help yourself to not be a giving person but sometimes you have to take something for yourself. You deserve this and you are not abandoning me"
"I know, it just feels bad, you know? Tell me more about her? What's her Name? You only mentioned "the blonde" as if you'd sleep with her without knowing her name"
"....about that.."
"Wildcat...tell me you're joking"
"It just..happened. I took a shower at her place and she was.....warm and cute.... and sexy" Scorpia showed me a face that was close to Pity "...don't give me that look"
"What else am I supposed to do? Congratulate you on fucking someone you knew for an hour"
"Yeah? That just shows that i still got it" i smirk but Scorpias look hardened
"Tell me why are you doing this? Because it feels as if you're rushing into something just because of us"
"Im not...look, as long as she got the space and doesn't have a "Human Skin/ Fur collection" i'm going to be fine"
"Promise me that you call me if you ever need a place?"
"Of course, Mom" I say with an eye roll, secretly thankful to the scorpion hybrid that she still had my back
After the talk with Scorpia, i went to my room to chill and take a nap, looking for job offerings with my old Smartphone in the afternoon, without much success "Needs a Car...needs at least High school diploma...needs TWO bachelors..the fuck? No, no...no..maybe?" I mutter as I read : "Help wanted for simple repair work. Old Cars, Antique electronics, some experience required, min. 18 years old..hmm this might be something"
While I had only little experience, my Dad taught me a bit about fixing Cars before he left us and I used to tinker when I got bored, back in middle School, when I still had the luxury of petty cash to my name "Can't hurt to try" I think and call the number. After several rings, nobody picks up and I try several more times with the same result "..who puts in a job offer and then ain't taking calls?" I check the clock "it's 3 now...may as well check in person before I go try my luck with the blonde"
---
The place from the address had the outside of a Garage that had not been used in several years. A small lawn, plagued by overgrown and untended greenery, surrounded a Building that could have easily been mistaken as abandoned if not for the lit up advertisement reading: "Repair and more, Ring the bell for service"
The bell, as I half expected, did nothing, leaving me to just knock at the thin, cheap, rusty Metal door "Anyone in?" I shout, ignoring my bad feeling and my Tail that puffed up to nearly double its size. Surprisingly, the door was open "...screw it, I need the fucking Cash" i think as I walk in "HELLO??"
The inside was a literal Garage with all things you'd expect in such : A Car on a lift, wrenches, screwdrivers and other tools lay everywhere, accompanied with the sound of some old school heavy Rock music that blasted from a nearby Radio and the stench of old oil reached my nostrils even before i stepped through the door
"Who are you?" A voice from behind the car said
"Im..here for the Job offer?"
Suddenly, a small Woman came running towards me from behind the Car, her purple twintail Hair fluttering behind her, dripping with oil "Uhhh you are help? I like help. Im Entrapta, co-owner and single employee here"
"O..kay" I say, somewhat scared to make sudden movements right now "So what do you.."
"Can you fix a Tail light?" she asks, walking back behind the car, signaling me to follow
"Umm, Yeah? I do have some experience but i'm no pro"
"Eh, Pro? Don't need them overqualified dipshits that ask for 200 bucks to change an Air filter...you'll do"
"..so, i can have the Job?" I ask, unsure
"Yeah? That's why you're here, right? Name?"
"Catarina Zaychik... Catra for short"
"Because you're a Cat?
"No.... it's a nickname" I deadpanned
"hmm...let's see if you hang around long enough for me to remember that" she grins and shows me what I'm supposed to do. After a quick change into an old shirt and overalls, she offered me that today could be a test run for a few hours, which sounded good to me
Entrapta might just be the weirdest Person I ever met in my entire life. She can shut up for 30 minutes, not even acknowledging my presence before breaking into a, unprompted, 20 minute long expose about Wave frequencies about I understood nothing...but as long as she paid above average and gave me free choosing of my hours, I can deal with weird
I get home and have just enough time for a quick shower before I make my way to the Address the blonde had told me about "Here goes nothing"
A/N
A small "Filler" Chapter about what happened after the night and Entraptas introduction. The next Chapter will be a bigger one ^^
YOU ARE READING
My Roommate is my Type? (Catradora Modern AU, SMUT heavy)
Fiksi PenggemarAdora Carrero feels misserable. The life of the 21 year old, on the outset, is going great: A good College, a good looking Boyfriend, a luxury appartment her Dad pays for....what more could she ask for? Sex with a stranger who claimes, she had offer...
