~Description Pov~
Slays heart was throbbing, Pounding, like a Jackhammer. He ran out of the school and into the forest. Some security guards came out and searched around. Nothing. They eventually gave up, Assumed he ran home. Later in the day, There was a shooting. 15 people died. 20 were fatally injured. Slay sensed something like this was going to go down, He watched as the bloody screams echoed throughout the building. He sorta laughed, He was a bit insane. But hey, Who isn't? His friend, Darren. Was killed, Murdered. Did Slay care?
Ha. Who do you think he is? Of course not. The next day, School was closed. First off, It was 100 degrees, Second off, There was Druggies walking throughout the streets. So obviously no kids wanted to play out there. Slay watched from the burning hot window. He started sweating, He started blinking rapidly, He wipes his face, Obviously that wouldn't stop the sweat. Then-- The stupid ass sun just HAD to wave hello right to his eyes.
He covered his eyes and flopped onto the bed and groaned.
~Slays Pov~
( Warning: There's alot of cursing)It just fucking HAS to be so warm, Stupid ass weather, Fucking sun in my eyes. I peered up and went over to close the blinds, When fuckin Mr. Shit face, My dumbass roomate, comes in and is all like. "HEEYYY SlAYy! LeTs gO DdO SomEthiNG!!" Like a retard.
So, I was like. "Ehh...I'd rather be bored." And he thought that was funny? What the fuck? Like, He laughs like a whale. So, Like, He took my fucking arm and dragged me outside, The Sun was fucking double the size it was 3 hours ago! So he like, Fucking threw me in his car, And I didn't fucking ask him to put me in the car, I think I can get in a fuckin car, Can I not? So, Anyways. He shuts the door for me, Fricking dumbass.. He hops in the drivers seat and drives around. HE DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING HAVE A PLACE TO GO TO? This annoyed the shit out of me. I first off, HATE the temperature, Hate the dude sitting next to me, And I hate the fact he just kidnapped me from my room and threw me into this weather. Sometimes I wonder how he could be so god damn stupid..What the fuck makes him think I want to chill with him. I'd rather hang out with like. My fucking 2 year old cousin.~Roomates Pov~
So. I was driving around with my Friend, Slay, I was doing this because he never leaves home, He never goes outside, All he ever does is sleep and go to school. I'm his little guy who keeps him live. I drive faster and roll down Slays window, When I look at his face, He looks kinda mad, I ignore it though, He gives me that face very often anyways. He also has this slit on his eye, I never asked him about it because He'd probably get offended. And the last thing I want is someone who lives with me to hate me..That wouldn't work out well. He now covers his eyes, This very much makes me triggered. So I shake him. He lets out a loud groan kinda like, "uhhhgggggg.." I don't care about his moaning or groaning though, Wait! I have an idea! I start driving over to the park, And I see theese guys on the swings, They look like.. Really high, Like they're drunk.. So I drive past, And Slay screams out the window. "YA BUMS!!" Which got me triggered again. I drove faster. We made a left and drove back home, Those guys expressions looked Like..That face. "I'm gonna kill you."
I know this face because Slay gave it to me countless times. I ignore his expressions, But whenever he leaks a smile, I tease him about it. I go like, "Awhhh, Look! Slay can smile, You're growing up so fast!" And he looks at me like I'm stupid, But I like it when He looks at me like that. Makes me remember all those nerds in the school, He gives them a worse look than I'll probably ever get. So, Anyways, We stop back home, He covers his eyes and manages to walk inside, How impressive. Strange, But eh.~Description Pov~
When you first enter this apartment, You see a whole bunch of Christmas lights around the ceiling, Creative. They started changing colors, Red to orange, Orange to yellow, you get it, I hope. Anyways, To your left was a huge window, Just gigantic. It had a good view, too. If you turn slightly, You see a table. A kitchen. I don't think I need to describe the kitchen, Do I?
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