I had a dream.
We couldn't afford food, we couldn't afford anything.
Lucky for us, we weren't dumb, so we knew how to survive on the streets without looking like hobos.
I wasn't wearing brown and tattered clothing, like how they portrayed homeless people in cartoons and movies.
I was wearing my casual clothing.
(F/c) bunny slippers, gray and purple fuzzy pajamas, and pigtails (if you have really short hair, just say ur wearing a fuzzy headband.
It was all a dream, though. It all didn't even really matter.
I woke up from the dream, sweating, even though I knew it wasn't real.
Even though in the dream, everything seemed perfectly chill and okay, I was still panicked.
"What would they think about me if I was HOMELESS?!"
"How would I buy food?! There's no animals I can at least legally hunt to eat for survival!!"
"What would we do in the winter???"
I haven't ever thought of those questions before.
I calmed down, and reminded myself:
"We may be a LITTLE BIT broke, but It's okay because we still have enough money to keep our butts in this house."
I went back to sleep.
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I woke up again to the sound of a loud THUD.
I got out of bed immediately, checking my hair and face in a mirror on my way to the living room.
The sound of my cat, who is thicc AF, jumping off of the couch has woken me up.
Thank god.
She looked up at me and and I looked down, careful not to look into her eyes because I was told by my uncle that cats don't like that.
She began to pur a she curled her tail and signaled that she wanted to be fed by leading me to her bowl next to the door.
I fed them and sat down on the couch, trying my best to fight the urge to go back to sleep again.
I finally decided to get up and change into a gray oversized sweater, pastel pink platforms, black and pastel blue skirt, and lavender choker.
Crap.
It was a school day.
I went back into my room to replace my outfit with my school uniform.
I was actually really okay with that though, because my school uniform is actually kind of cute.
It's still plain though.
It consisted of a burgundy polo with two white lines around the sleeves and a white and burgundy skirt. I wore it with black stockings, a garter belt, white shiny shoes, a white tie, and small, black, skull hairclip that kept my hair out of my face.
I looked into the mirror and did my hair into pigtails after they got messed upfrom slipping the polo over my head.
I put on a very small amount of makeup, put deoderant on, small amount of perfume, and then took a good look at myself in the mirror.
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Kokichi Oma x Reader x Nagito Komaeda
FanfictionYou look like you'd probably be one of those stereotypicial girls that every anime has that's a huge annoying airhead, when really you're a feisty girl that also just wants to feel love. Idk why, but I feel like there needs to be a Nagito x Kokichi...