Onceler x Reader One Shots

Drunk Greedler x Reader

A/N: HALLO PPL IT'S ME AGAIN. IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME AGAIN SINCE MY LAST ENTRY. HERE I AM OFFERING THOU THE PART. OH AND OMG WE HIT THE 1K POINT (┳Д┳) THANK YOU GUYS ❤❤ ENJOY ONCELINGS!

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You were driving down the lane with your new motor at medium speed. It was quite overwhelming, knowing that you have successfully bought something from your own money. Now you were humming your favorite tune from a song you always play.

The sun was already setting the horizon and after a few hours your shift starts. Oh yes, you were currently working on a night shift job. A few blocks down the street where an old classmate of yours is living. You couldn't remember her name but you always thought it starts with the letter 'A'. Was it Arlene? Adrianne? Audrey? Yeah, it seems like it.

You glance at the people running home, wearing the signature garment of your town or rather, the country and you grimaced. The thneed had always been the common talk of the community ever since it was released by the Onceler, as you hear from the town people. You, on the other hand, have been hating it despite your friends' telling you the other way. You didn't like its side effects to the environment.

You returned your eyes to the road and sped up. Once you got to your apartment, you got down from the new motor and caressed its seat. It was simply fabulous. You smiled and turned your back to open the gate. You parked the motor inside before locking the gate and then opened the front door.

"What the hell? Ugh, I hate you, Jeremy (changeable)," you hissed under your breath when you saw another thneed by your doorstep.

This had been the umpteenth time that lad sent you a thneed. He didn't know you hated it. The lad was an admirer of yours but it was nothing. You had many others in line, waiting for you. But you weren't having time for love, not yet.

You grabbed the cloth and threw it at the basket full of thneeds sitting beside the sofa. With one swift kick, the door closed and you continued your journey to your room.

You closed your room door forcefully and literally jumped to your bed. You didn't mind if you were still in your shoes but you were just tired. You soon fell asleep after a couple of minutes.

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Three hours have passed and you were still snoring. The moon had gotten its way to the sky but you were still laying on the bed. Not until your friend called you.

She mostly ranted about you being late and that your boss was going to fire you anytime while you just sat there, your face in an expressionless mask. When she ended the call, you started to to prepare. You grabbed your uniform which is composed of (f/c) pants paired with a (f/c) blouse and a (f/c) apron.

You ran outside to grab a bite or two and your pin saying, 'Hi! I'm (nickname)'. You got your sling bag from the couch and ran to the door to get your keys. You got out and slammed the door shut and sat on your new motor. You caressed its side before inserting the key.

Once you were outside, you started the engine and drove all the way to your job. It was quarter to nine when you got inside the building. You squinted when the lights welcomed you. People were grinding against each other. The music was loud enough to blow someone's ears. The atmosphere was a bit sweaty and the room was reeking with alcohol.