Chapter 4: The Roommate AU

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     I walked away from Hayden's beat up car, cardboard boxes in hand and key to the front door of the new house I would now be living in. With three demons and a witch as my roommates. Normal college stuff.

     I managed to lightly kick open the door, just to drop one of the boxes I had been carrying.

     "Well, it doesn't say fragile," and I proceeded to kick the box into the house.

     I did pretty well at just accepting my situation. Most people would probably freak out and start having some life crisis. Me? I am a very tired and anxiety filled college student, drowning in debt. You don't question it when you get a life upgrade such as a nice rental place.

           Typical life was boring, dull. Nothing exciting ever happened to me. I always read adventure and fantasy books as a kid, wishing to just be isekai'd into one of those worlds and escape my own. Escape the life I live now. And maybe this was my chance, I kept telling myself. Or maybe I was in over my head.

         The house was nice, though. It was a two story with five bedrooms and three bathrooms. Far more than I'd ever be able to get myself. 

       The living room was nice and spacious with a couch and TV already set up. It was opened up to the kitchen, a counter space dividing the two areas. Down the hall from the living room there was one of the bathrooms, the master bedroom (Hayden called dibs on), and the stairway leading to the other bedrooms.

      All the bedrooms were a fair enough size, better than the dorms, for sure.

     I wasn't going to question just how Hayden could afford the place or how she got it so quickly. I was just thankful to be out of the hellish dorms.

     As I started unpacking boxes, Filtch and Daemeon walked through the front door carrying groceries. 

     "Here's your wallet back, Hayden!" Filtch threw a worn out wallet over to Hayden, who was sitting on the couch reading. She caught the wallet perfectly without even looking up.

      "I made sure he didn't get only junk food," Daemeon added. The two dropped the bags in the kitchen and started putting everything away.

     The group had set things up fairly quick, especially with the house coming with furniture already set in place. This is fine. Absolutely not normal, but fine. I'm sure I'll wake up from this obvious coma, eventually.

     Filtch was already settled on the couch next to Hayden, flipping through channels on the TV and chewing on gummy bears.

   Meanwhile, Daemeon was finishing up putting away the groceries.

      "Hey, where's Carmen?" I asked.

     "Oh, I think she's in the backyard," Filtch spoke through a mouth full of gummies.

      I started to walk through the kitchen and towards the sliding glass door to the backyard, but Daemeon stopped me with an outheld arm. He simply shook his head to me, taking a bite out of the sandwich he made.

“What?” I questioned.

“She needs time alone. Trust me,” he said with a mouthful. Gross. But, I nodded and went back into the living room where Hayden was working on something. Filtch had mysteriously left to who-knows-where. Probably to his room, where I saw Hayden setting up a gaming console, earlier.

            The witchy woman threaded a leather necklace through the hole in the center of a small, white stone. She inspected it for a moment, looking through the hole.

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