▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎¤▪︎
(Todoroki's Bedroom ----->)
Todoroki's Point of View
Quietly waking up to my alarm clock, I outstretched a hand from beneath my covers and took a deep calming breath, reaching for my phone and unplugging it from my charger to text good morning to my mother.
Yawning and sitting up I stretched my arms and looked over, smiling at the birds outside chirping away blissfully. Sliding my feet out and putting on my slippers, I stand up and do some quick morning stretches. Turning back around I faced my nightstand next to my bed. Staring at my alarm clock for a good few seconds before calming walking over to my closet and...
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
RUNNING BACK AT MY NIGHTSTAND FULL FORCE WITH AN OLD HAMMER I HAVEN'T USED SINCE MOVING IN! SLAMMING IT DOWN MERCILESSLY ON THAT SPAWN OF SATAN THAT'S SOLE PURPOSE IN CREATION WAS TO DISRUPT PERFECTLY NORMAL PEOPLE FROM MUCH NEEDED SLUMBER IN ORDER TO WITHHOLD SLAVERY TO SOMEONE ELSE IN EXCHANGE FOR THE WORLD'S CURRENCY! WELL, I SAY NO MORE! NO MORE KISS ASS TODO BITCHES! NOW I DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!
Oh, I may have spiraled out of control. Looking over pitifully at the mess of old microchips, metal, glass, and other spare parts I realized... THAT I HAVEN'T DONE FUCKING ENOUGH! SEND THAT THING STRAIGHT BACK TO HELL WHERE IT FUCKING BELONGS! HAD THIS PIECE OF SHIT SINCE THE 5TH GRADE AND IT'S RUINED MY SLEEP SCHEDULE SINCE!!!
"GOD! DAMN! IT! SHUT! THE! FUCK! UP! STUPID! ALARM! CLOCK!"
Sweat began to form on my forehead as I continuously smashed my alarm clock into smithereens. Usually, I'm never this upset or angry but I received a rather offensive string of emails from my former employer Webber Banks. What a prick. And so this lovely morning I decided to take my frustrations out in my poor alarm clock.
Panting slightly, I dropped the hammer with a small clang onto the floor and trudged out of my bedroom to get a trash bag to clean up my mess.
Once in the kitchen, I grabbed a large trash bag and on my way back I slipped on the dining table rug. Falling onto my back with a loud thud. I hissed in pain, reaching my arm to a nearby chair to try and get up. Today was not my day.
Not a moment too soon, I heard rushed footsteps run towards me. Already preparing to explain the situation before things got out of hand and Midoriya insisted on calling an ambulance.
YOU ARE READING
Oυɾ Rιʋαʅɾყ ιʂ Hҽαƚҽԃ
Fanfiction"I guess that's the downside of being so gorgeous," Katsuki smirked, staring intently at the greenette before him. "Oh stop it. I'm not that good looking," Izuku mumbled as his face turned beet red. "Bullshit," Katsuki insisted, and Izuku smiled swe...
