Foxy x Bonnie

Lazy Sunday

Bonnie's POV

A beautiful violin bit woke me up from my sleep. I dismissed my alarm and sat up, rubbing my eyes. I slid out of bed and walked to the kitchen, wanting a glass of water. got my water and sat down, taking a long sip. It was 6:00 AM, a normal time for me to wake up (On the weekend at least). I admired the kitchen, which was still a bit dirty but better than the first time I saw it. I got an idea and finished my water, sliding off the stool I was on. I walked back to my room, picking up my phone. I logged into it and opened Google Maps. I searched up paint shops near me and boom, got my answer. I had to wait a few hours for the shop to open though. I decided I was hungry and got dressed. I was gonna head to McDonalds and get some breakfast.

My phone buzzed and I checked it. It was a text from LSMSA.

LSMSA: We are sorry Bonnie, we don't have a room for you in the residents hall.

Me: It's ok, I have a question however: Can I go ahead and come by to pick up my timetable and locker number?

LSMSA: Sure, you can come by around 1 today

Me: Ok

I put my phone in my pocket, picked up my wallet, picked up my apartment key, and walked to the door, stepping outside. I inhaled the fresh air walked to the elevator, making sure I had my apartment key. I called the elevator and waited patiently for it. Eventually it showed up and I pushed the Lobby button, it had a star on it. I took a hair tie out of my pocket and put my hair up, just in time for the elevator to stop at floor 9 to pick up a man with dark brown hair and blue eyes, sort of like the girl I saw yesterday night. He had someone else with him, a blonde girl with her hair in pigtails. She had energetic and childish glints in her eyes, which made me mentally scoff at her. They walked in the elevator and started talking to each other.

Foxy's POV

I woke up in a grumpy mood when I remembered Bonnie. 'I wonder if he's awake' I thought. I rolled out of bed (literally) and stood up. I stepped out my room and stretched. I noticed that Bonnie's door was open. 'That's weird, the lad closed it last night' I told myself. I looked inside. No Bonnie. 'Probably out for breakfast' I thought. I trudged to the fridge and took out some whiskey. I chugged it all down and threw the whiskey thingamabob away (I forgot what it's called ;-;). I didn't have anything to do today, I could see what Doug was doing. Doug's sister lived next door and she introduced me to him. On that thought, I got dressed and only had to step to the right so I was at Ella's apartment.

I knocked and Ella's girlfriend, Olivia, answered. "Oh, hey Foxy!" she said excitedly. Olivia had light brown hair that was only a tad bit past her shoulders and friendly hazel eyes. She was wearing a normal tank-top and black short shorts. "Hey lass, is Ella up?" I asked. "Yup! She's making breakfast right now. Come in, why don'tcha?" Olivia said, stepping aside so I could come in. Ella was at the stove-top, flipping pancakes. "Good morning Foxy" she said, looking up at me and then back down at the pancakes. "'Morning Ella" I replied with a small gesture. "Why don't you sit down and have breakfast with us?" she said, grabbing a plate and putting the pancakes on it. "Sure, food doesn't hurt me at all" I said. Olivia chuckled at what I had said.

>2:30 PM

Bonnie's POV

I was at home, studying my timetable. 'Biology at 7, Cells and Genetics at 8, Evolution and Biodiversity at 9, Microbiology at 10, Bioethics at 11, Lunch at 12:30, Botany at 1, Ecology at 2, Zoology at 3' Okay, simple enough. I folded my time table up and put it on my laptop. "Oi, what you got there?" I heard Foxy behind me. "My timetable" I replied, swiveling around to face him. "Where are you attending?" he asked curiously. "LSMSA, Science Department" I replied, standing up and redoing my ponytail. "Have you ever braided your hair?" he asked. "Yeah, why?" I answered, curious to where we was going with this. "...Can I see?" he asked. "Sure" I said, undoing my hair. I started to braid my hair and Foxy sat on my bed.

When I was done, I put my now braided hair on my shoulder. "How do I look?" I asked him. He stared for a moment. "You look great lad! You should braid it more often" He replied. I let a chuckle escape my mouth as I swung my head so my braid fell off my shoulder.