Scream of Terror

Day One - Just Another Regular Day

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3rd Person POV:

Luc was getting ready for another boring day at work. He stood up and got his typical detective clothes on (based on Ranpo's). He went in the kitchen and made himself a hot cup of coffee and took a deep breath. He opened the fridge to look for something sweet, but the sweetest thing he found was nothing but a jar of jam. He closed the fridge again, annoyed. 'God damn it, I need to shop again', Luc thought annoyed. He takes a big sip of his coffee, burning his tongue in the process.

He teared up softly from the heat, since his body is sensible. He stood fast up and rushed to the sink and put on cold water. He made a bowl with his hand collecting the water in it and drank it, knowing it wouldn't help. Surprisingly it helped. Slightly. (Not really, actually.)

"What the fuck am I doing with my life?", He groaned out loud and turned the water off. He walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, seeing a man with boobs in place of his reflection. He looked down with disgust and pulled his shirt up, noticing that he still had his Binder on. He groaned, annoyed since his chest still got bigger instead of smaller.

He pulled his shirt down and looked into the mirror again, now looking at his face – it was pale as ice, and he had heavy bags under his eyes. He sighed and got his toothpaste and toothbrush out, starting to brush his teeth.

After he finished brushing them, he took out some makeup. He opened it and took some out to hide his bags from the sleepless nights – Insomnia. He put the makeup away again and walked out of the bathroom, only to walk right back to the bathroom, remembering he forgot his phone there.

"It's 7 a.m, I should hurry now", Luc mumbled to himself. He rushed to the hallway and got his motorcycle key and opened the door, getting out of the house. He slammed the door shut behind him, as he rushed the stairs down, to his motorcycle. He took his helmet out that he stored under the seat. He put it on and sat down.

He put the key in the ignition, and turned it, making the motorcycle turn to life. Slowly he turned the gas handle, making the bike start to move, making his way to the agency. In 10 minutes he was there.

The clock read 7:30 a.m – 30 minutes earlier than he was supposed to be there, like always. Since Luc hates beginning on time, he always needed to open the agency because he was always the first one there. Luc went straight to his office, getting ready to start his boring day. But he had other plans on his mind, for example, he was going to sketch some random things this time.

Luc never learned how to properly draw, but he didn't care. He was bored, so it of course looked like a child's drawing, but Luc's inner child never truly went away, anyway. His co-workers started to show up and ignore him.

"Ugh, why is he here again?", said Jane. Luc never cared to remember her name, though. Karl agreed to her also annoyed.

To make things clear, Luc wasn't popular there, since he always acts cocky and like he is better than them. But who can blame him, everyone there is average, Luc, instead, was 'perfect'. Of course, he was smarter, best in his detective class, and passed the exam with an A-.

Luc stared at them annoyed and put his tongue out. They looked back at him disgusted and turned away. Luc smiled at himself proudly and turned back to his work.

After Work

Luc yawned softly, another boring day finished. It now was 5 pm – 9 hours of work in total. He groaned, sometimes wishing it was longer, but he could always work overtime if he actually wanted too. Luc went out calmly, but a co-worker stops him. "Nah, Mr. Edogawa, where do you think you're going this time?", his co-worker said teasingly. He never watched BSD, unlike Luc, but he surprisingly knows Ranpo. Luc smirked softly in response. "Well, to your wife.~ She told me she's bored of your games and wanted something new. But she said that too many guys, you know?", he chuckled, meaning every word. His co-worker got red out of anger. "Oh- did I make you blush or angry? I mean, unlike you, I'm hot, I know, but no need to blu-!"

His co-worker interrupted him by slapping his cheek hard, catching Luc off guard. He put a hand on his cheek and looked at his Co-worker, shocked. He never got hit by them before. "Never say anything about my wife again!", his co-worker yelled and shoved him to the side, leaving Luc standing there, still holding his cheek.

Did he get too cocky? Probably, but for some reason he felt like he deserved it, even though he said the truth. Slowly he got back to his senses and left the building going to his bike, riding to the nearest supermarket.

Arriving there, he entered the market and went straight to the food, buying normal every-day stuff like bread or water, but also an ungodly amount of sweets too. After paying, he simply went back to his bike and drove home.

Upon entering his house he immediately got hit by a lack of motivation for anything, but he always did when he enters his house, so he got used to it by now. He put the groceries down and slowly started to put the stuff that needed to be kept cool into the fridge and just leaving the rest on the counter, leaving his future self to put it into the shelves, which he may or may not actually do.

After that, he went to the bathroom to put the makeup off and again brushed his teeth. Afterward, Luc went to his bedroom, undressing himself and falling onto the bed. He turned on the TV, putting on some random channel, not paying attention to what's on-screen, just using it as background noise to drown out the noise of the outside world invading his room. Laying on the bed, he was unable to sleep, despite feeling tired, but after an hour or two he finally fell asleep after two restless days.

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