Take Your Joy (WHF x Reader)

Chapter 1: How Odd

Even though the character is referred to as a girl, you can change it up a bit and put yourself as a boy. Whatever helps you experience. :)

-3rd POV-

A happy day in (City/State/hometown). Everyone was doing their usual rounds, as anyone would in life. Businessmen doing business and school students doing school stuff. It's only right to conform to those ways of society because "it's what life is" and "it's what adults do". Giddy girls gossip and boisterous boys hang out back in the court yard. That's acceptable as well, because "it's what normal people do" and "it's cool and hip". All these usual, everyday, normal things in life are what makes society go round. So any sane human being would try to abide by these natural activities in society, right?

NOPE! Not for (Y/N) (L/N), cause normal stuff is BORING and lacks UNIQUENESS and IMAGINATION! Who needs to be normal when you got video games, anime, and Fanfiction? Surely not her, she enjoys this stuff; this is what makes her happy. Sure, some may say that she's "one of the weird ones" or she engages in"unproductive activities". Gossip? About what? What Kesha did last month to Tony? What does she care? She's a good person, what more could they want from her.

To act like a civil member of society. One that actually talks to people about realistic stuff, and not about the latest update from a story made by an unofficial author. One that doesn't waste time drawing and writing works of art that they don't get paid for. One that acts like an adult and doesn't laugh at every fart or d**k joke ever made. But does she care? A little...but not really, cause this is her life, this is her society. This is how happiness is made, and nothing should change that. Wait...what am I doing with this boring exposition that will probably lead nowhere? People are here to see a story about (Y/N). Speaking of (Y/N)...what could she be doing now?

-(Y/N)'s POV-

I lay on my bed staring lazily at the television, idly listening to the wise words of the newscaster.

"Nothing but rain for the whole week." Says the middle-aged man on the screen, pointing to the days of the week depicted on the green screen behind him. "There will be heavy rain and thunderstorms as the week goes on. So citizens are advised to stay indoors and watch for any potential flood warnings."

"Well! Looks like I'm off the hook!" I say as my mood suddenly spikes. I change the channel output to the my (Game console) and jumping off the couch to browse the new games I've gotten for Christmas.

My mom comes down the hall and peeks into my room with a tired, passive expression. "Since, it's gonna rain for the whole week, I'm thinking about starting the food shopping tomorrow morning. Ok?"

"Yea!" I say dismissively to her, whilst still browsing my game stack.

"Oh, and would you mind taking out the garbage for me honey?" She says passively and giving a quick smile before disappearing back into the hallway. I can hear the flip flops slapping her feet as she heads elsewhere.

I groan. "Why can't (Sibling Name) do it? It's always me." Complaining will get me no where, especially since the one I tried to complained to just left.

I halfheartedly stomp my way to the kitchen to pick up the trash bag. I glare a my (Bro/Sis) in the living room with their friends. Their laughs and music somehow muffle the rattle of the trash bag or me leaving.

"Yeah, you have your fun. With your friends, and your texting and your coolness. Why can't I ever do that? I mean, I do texting, but...not as much as (Sibling name) does." I talk to myself out loud; something I often do when no one else is around. 

Or more specifically, when I think no one else is around. Nothing worse than thinking you're alone when you're not. Only to have that fact brought to your realization by someone asking "Who are you talking to?". Then the awkwardness of having to explain, which I can't explain, so I just shrug and hope they ask no further questions.