Madness (hunhanff)

Chapter 7

AN// Hey guys, thank you so much for reading! This is going to be my only WARNING for my book. It contains mature content, including explicit and sugestive language! I know I should have put it at the begining of the story but it was already [PG-13] but oh well:) -Meg

After countless hours of tossing and turning I finally fall asleep for what seems like ten minutes before I'm woken up by the sound of loud birds singing and a bright ray of sunlight hitting my eyes. I groan in anger before getting up to shut the blinds and get back into my bed.

Right as I begin to fall back asleep memories of last night flash through my mind. I try to stop thinking about it but it's hard for me to fall back asleep once I start thinking about things. Especially ones like this.

I lay in bed trying to fall back asleep even though I know I'm not going to but continue to try anyways. My bed is warm and comfy making it even harder for me to want to get up. I don't have any plans for today so staying a little longer isn't going to hurt anyone.

I finally get up around ten because I begin getting hungry so I slowly drag myself to the kitchen. I open the cupboards to find nothing at all, I still haven't gone to get grocery's yet. I should at least get some cereal and milk to have in case I get hungry.

I put on a pair of pants and call for a cab before going to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I need to get more toothpaste and body wash while I'm there too. I brush my hair out with my fingers because I feel to lazy to find my hair brush.

When I get to the store I grab a cart and start looking around for the things I need to get.

Milk, cereal, body wash, sandwich meat, bread, etc.. By the time I'm ready to check out I have a lot more things then planned.

I call again for a taxi before getting in line to check out. I've never noticed how long these lines are until now when I'm starving. I should have gone and gotten a doughnut from next door first.

I don't know why I feel so embarrassed about having to call a cab but I do. I need a car and I need to get one soon.

When I get back to my apartment I get all the bags out at once so he won't have to wait and hurry to my place. My arms feel like noodles by the time I get inside and put them down. There had to have been five big bags on each arm.

I open the bag of cereal before get a bowl and the milk . I easily inhale two big bowls of it and want another but decide against it. I wash my bowl out, not wanting to have to wash it later, and start finding places for the groceries in the kitchen. I will admit that I got a few things I could have lived without but got anyways.

I mean, who doesn't like bendy straws?

This has probably been the most grocery shopping I have done in the whole nine weeks that I've been here. It feels nice to know that I'm not going to have to go buy food everyday and be able to make something here instead. I've been really bad about eating a lot of junk food lately so I'm glad to have bought some healthier things.

There really isn't much of anything to do today now. I don't even really feel like doing anything either. If I could I would spend all day everyday sitting and relaxing with a book or watching TV or even sleeping. Those all sound good to me so I put my sweats back on and go to the living room and spend the rest of the evening watching TV.

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When I get to work I see Suho look over at me and his annoying smile comes back onto his face.

"Why do you keep doing that?" I groan as I put my things into my locker and clock in

"Doing what?" He says as his smiles continues to grow.