Dream Game Malfunction (Troyler AU)

Chapter 2

~Tyler's POV~

 

Groggily I sat up in my somewhat soft bed and expertly removed the WAQ from off my bed-head, believe it or not your hair still gets messy with that thing on your head, it was late and I had no time for this, let alone the energy for this. I had just been rudely thrown out of my chosen feature so quickly that it could have been very harmful to my well being. I swear to god if that something bad would've happened to me I would have sued, once I regained all the strength I had before that oh so life-threatening event happened to me.

Well this feature really wasn't my choice, you see, I was on my favorite one but strangely I got thrown out of that feature and so I tried to go back in but it said it was 'not available', so it lead me to trying this one. I got the same exact result as last time. There must be a bug in the system or something because the WAQ always works and barely even has useless glitches, they're very careful about everything in Serux and this is very strange behavior for them. Like someone-buying-35-bottles-of-the-same-medicine strange.

Serux would you please get your shit together, because I actually extremely like the idea of me actually getting some sleep tonight.

 I stretched like a cat as my joints popped in a pleasant loud response, since I was a bit woken up from that traumatic experience of me being forcefully thrown out of a feature, many times I may add, I decided to go for a quick jog. Maybe if I ran for a half hour or so the bug would be fixed by then, unless people had fun almost being killed by this, I surely didn't for one thing. I mean it made my head hurt a little bit and just it's so hard to explain to people who haven't had the same experience that I just had, seriously a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

After a quick warm shower and a kind-of-healthy breakfast, I threw on a snap back because I surely was going back to sleep after this, and made my way out of my cozy apartment. I locked the door to my apartment and started my really-rare-early-in-the-morning-that-I-never-take jog. It was an okay idea because the outdoors are kind of pretty in the middle of the night and or early morning in this case, trust me though I'd prefer sleep over this any day though.

...Well if I were on a date at this time with a really cute boy I guess I would prefer this over sleeping, but this jog really didn't cut it though, let alone that this really wasn't even my choice.

I looked at my passing surroundings as I jogged passed them while I listened to the loud thumping of my shoes as they hit the ground, I was trying to go at a specific rhythm but I wouldn't be surprised if I looked like a complete idiot to the public, considering that I've fallen a couple times because of it. If I were in a different person's shoes and I saw my dumb self trying to do this in the early morning without any music playing, I would think of myself as an idiot too. Don't even try asking me because I have no idea where I got the rhythm from either, all I knew is that while running, I became strangely determined to get this weird rhythm down.

After awhile I started to get a bit sweaty and my legs started to ache, it was time to get home before my legs decided to start playing games with me again.

I opened the door to my apartment and slowly entered, my jog was a bit tiring seeing as I was out jogging for well over thirty minutes. Not that I was out of breath or anything, my legs were just a bit sore and the rest of my body was a bit scraped up from the sidewalks since I had tripped so many times.

Stupid rhythms I was trying to follow.

Atleast I wasn't bleeding or anything, it just really stung.