broken pieces and cologne

Everything has a beginning

  Your name is Kankri Vantas and you are now coming home with food for tonight. There was enough for you and your roommate. It had many herbs and a healthier variety of food, one much better than 'fast food' which your roommate had always suggested despite it being constantly shot down.
Your roommate was none other than Cronus Ampora. It had been a little less than a year since he moved into your old bedroom you had no use for anymore. Of course, you two fought occasionally and there was certainly things you disagreed on, but for the most part you got along well.

Many people seemed to misjudge him. Some of it was right, but none the less he wasn't a bad person at all. He respected your space and was one of few who let you finish your lectures on occasion. Emphasis on occasion.He had a nasty habit of carrying cigarettes around, but he never smoked in his life. It bothered you, but it was bearable as long as he didn't light them.

Cronus was also notorious for flirting, which you saw, but was never directed at you. He tried near the beginning, but after a few unsuccessful tries, he dropped it.. It hasn't been a problem since then. Other than that there was only a few small things, nothing you couldn't manage. One of which was wearing a bit too much cologne. It always made you sneeze that was followed up with 'your sneezes sound like a kitten's'. It was always something he laughed at purely for your reaction. You hated it. Now you had a habit of scrunching your nose whenever he got on the topic. Sadly it was often.

The familiar jingle of keys and a click signaling that you were home snapped you out of your thoughts.

"Cronus, I'm home!"

Silence filled the normal one man stampede that was your roommate. Normally he would have been out in a flash knowing you were bringing food home. Your attention was moved to a small blue sticky note on the fridge and the absence of his guitar case that you seemed to trip over every time you got home.

Sorry, playing at the Sleepy Sheep evwery Sunday nowv. Cool huh? Sorry about dinner, I'll find something to make it up



-Cronus

You chuckle and smile slightly seeing the note. Even to this day he managed to overdo his w's and v's, adding ridges to the letters and giving them the appearance of a second letter near them. .

The Sleepy Sheep was his favorite bar; he went to whenever he needed a pick-me-up or wanted to get away. Ever since he moved in, he had talked your ear off about wanting to play there, almost to the point where he would match your own self.

One thing you always admired about him was his talent in music.. It wasn't quite what you normally listened to, but you could see the effort he put into it. He should be focusing more on his work, but if it made him happy,then you were fine with it.

Setting down the plastic bags full of food, you began setting aside items to cook for later. You went about your normal routine for a while, when you started getting a bit worried about your absent roommate. He was never out this long. Looking at the clock, you saw it was a quarter to 11 and still no sign or call from him.

On nights like these, you always kept the home phone nearby. There was one occasion where you had to head over to pick him up after a few too many drinks. Of course he got a long lecture about it, but you were certainly happy that he didn't try driving and that he at least called.

With a small sigh, you grabbed the phone and brought it with you into your room. It was neat and orderly, with only a few books out of place. It had a small bed with red comforters and matching pillows you had gotten when you moved in. Your desk and bookshelf sat on the back wall. There were a few shelves with books and various school supplies and some older essays and reports. Your desk was on one side of the window and you had your small bookshelf next to it. Your laundry hamper was on the other side of the window next to your bed. Besides that you had a nightstand and a dresser on the opposite wall of your bed. Simple, but perfect.