Chapter 4

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SOLLUX POV

You are the couch and watching T.V. You flip through the channels and each one wasn't the greatest. You finally give up on watching it and go to your computer.
You walk over to your computer. It's in your room and see it is completely covered in chips and stuff that looks like dip. You hope it's only dip because it's red and it's all over it. You started to grumble of how messy it was and you hope it's not damaged.
You go and grab some paper towels in the kitchen and they seem to be missing. You wonder where they are. So you start to look. You go to the closet, no paper towels there. You go to the bathroom and guess what's in the toilet. The stupid paper towels, of course it has to be the toilet!
You start to take them out and frowning at the horrible sight, practically almost gagging.
You finally take them out and plop them in the garbage can right next to the toilet. You go to your living room to get some tissues instead.
You head into the living room and grab the tissues. You go into your room, again, to clean off your computer. You pull out a tissue and of course it rips. When does it not rip when ever you pull one out. You grab another one and it didn't break. You clean up the chip and mystery dip stuff off of your computer and threw it away into your tiny garbage can.
You start to clean your house up and remembered that your older brother Mituna was coming back from a trip he took with Latula. You hurry even more to clean the place up or you are dead meat.
You finish the house up with a little bit of air freshener after you cleaned it.
You hear the door start to open and it was Mituna. He past right by you, grabbed something to eat, and went to sleep on the couch. Never saying a word to you for the rest of the day.
You go to sleep in your bed because you have school tomorrow, but you can't fall asleep because you keep on thinking about loser, Eridan. You wonder if he got home, and what if he got hurt? You try to ignore the fact about him but your mind keeps bringing you back.

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