At times like this, Louis hated his apartment. Times like this when he just got home from Advanced Writing 2 with a draping of homework and a lazy elephant of stress weighing him down.
He also hated the way the entrance to his flat looks when you walk in. And the way the sun shines in his face when he wakes up. And how he always manages to never find matching socks because the sock goblins take them.
And...the way that his tummy pudges out a little bit... and the way that peanut butter sticks to the roof of his mouth. But that's not the point right now.
He loves his sisters and mum though. That's has to account for something.
Zayn texted him earlier saying that he'd be over later for their weekly movie night that keeps them both sane and that he'll bring over some bruskees. But right now, is essay writing time and he needs to get settled with his rubric out and laptop on his lap.
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Once louis was done with his paper, (it was a breeze really) he slipped out of his jumper and chinos and got in the shower. While in there he thinks about his lecture he received in that was actually very mind boggling, for it was all about the true meaning of life and death. And that it is all a cycle, that you cannot evade but stall, all at the same time of having the power to make it and to end it. Louis always marveled at stuff like that, it just stuck to his mind, the same way that peanut butter sticks to the roof of his mouth.
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Once louis was out of the shower, with clothes on, damp hair and bare feet, he had an epiphany. He shall make himself some tea!
And that is what he did.
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Louis heard a knock at the door, and a "Louis, mate, open up."
Responding with a " 'Be there in a sec," Louis stood up and let Zayn in with an "Aye"
"Aye"
"So,"
"So,"
"Let's open these suckers," Zayn said motioning to the six pack, with a grin forming apon his face.
"Hell yeah," Louis responded walking to the couch and scrolling through Netflix on his T.V. Once they decided that they would love to watch a few (okay more like seven) episodes of Psych, Louis noticed a light flicker on from across the way of his window; from the back window of the apartment across from the back of his. Huh. Louis thought. That apartment has been vacant for a while, and Louis is curious as to who that new person might be. So he decides that tomorrow, he is going to find out.
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"Mate, wake up. Mate. Mate. Mate, Mate, wake up. "
"No mum, I don't wanna go to school today,"
"What the fuck are you on about Louis? Get up. "
"What"
"What"
"What"
"What"
"Haha Macklemore,"
"Yeah whatever dude, just get up"
"But I'm comfy"
"I don't care, get up. I want food."
"There is a fucking kitchen for a reason"
"You bloody well know I can't cook. "
"Well neither can I. "
" Yeah. You can mate. Pleeeeaaaasssee? "
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