The Start of something new

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==> Be Egbootay

I woke up in a strange bed, with no relocation of where I was. I quickly sat up, only to be met with a searing pain in my head. Hissing softly, I held a hand to my temple, feeling a bandage. It seems whoever brought me here had put it on me.

   For a moment I was debating on whether of not to leave the bed; but I abandoned the though of leaving, since the bed was soft and warm, and I was too goddamn lazy to leave the bed. So I just snuggled back in, and observed the room from there.

   There was a double window, with dark red curtains in front of him. The floor was dark wood, and there were wired trailing around the room. I was appreciative that I hadn't left the bed, as I would probably trip, knowing how clumsy I am.

   In the left, there was a fan, which was turned off. Beside it, was a closet, which was closed. Near it were a set of turntables. I hummed softly. Whoever owned this room obviously had a good sense of music, or just had them there to look good. Oh well.

   There were swords on the wall, which had a suspicious, dried red crust on them. I decided not to think about it too much. There were also some posters, a camera, mirror, and tables.  Becoming bored of this quickly, I laid back down, closing my eyes.

   It seemed that as soon as I did, someone opened the door. "Hey dude, you still asleep?" I cracked an eye open, looking over at the door. Oh. It was him. The blonde one with the red eyes. "Yeah.." He walked over, a katana on his belt. I tensed. Was he going to kill me?

  Almost as if he had read my mind, he chuckled. "I won't hurt you." He sat on the bed beside me, watching me as I looked back at him.

"So.. I'm John.." I was a bit awkward. The blonde smiled a bit, nodding. "Da-" he was cut off by someone else.

"DAVID ELIZABETH STRIDER! ROOF! NOW!" He groaned. "It's just bro. Come on, he probably eats to meet you or whatever. Or fight. Fuck if I know."  I nodded slowly, kinda staring him down.

  Dave Strider was an.. interesting person.

No DirkJake smut. Yet. Maybe soon.

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