Break My Heart (Mew x Gulf)

Chapter 4: Coffee And Remorse

If there was one thing that Mew wished he could kill, it would be his alarm. The very thing that keeps him from sleeping his days away and forgetting about the outside world.

But alas, he'd set his alarms on his phone, knowing very well that he might actually throw an alarm clock across the room if he had to consistently wake up to its annoying sound. And so, instead of getting an alarm clock he just resorted in using his phone, knowing he would mostly likely not end up throwing it across the room. Even if every bone in his body was telling him to.

Don't get him wrong, he isn't always this moody in the morning, it's just that he'd ended up going to sleep late the night before. Blasting music through his ears that he's sure people walking outside in the corridor could hear it if they tried.

Sure that wasn't in any way good for him, as it was obviously going to affect him in the long run if he wasn't careful. But he just wanted to stop thinking and block out the insistent thoughts that wouldn't go away.

And it did, for the most part work. The only down side being that he'd ended up going to bed past one.

And it's currently around 7:40 or something, resulting in him only getting maybe just over six hours of sleep. And he's really annoyed that he'd remembered to set an alarm. Because all he wants to do now is sleep.

Damn his past self for being smart enough to remember to set an alarm, damn him to hell!

With an annoyed groan, that somehow turned into a whine in the end, Mew gets out of his very warm and more than comfortable bed, heading towards the shower. Knowing it'll at least wake him up a little bit.

It probably wasn't the best idea going to bed so late, knowing that he had things to do the next morning. He has to go pick up his timetable, since he'd be starting his second year of college tomorrow.

But it's also that he's meeting up with his friends to go and see Mild, and the other guy that's also transferring with him...

Yeah, he's not sure about the other guy, Ice didn't say anything about him. Not sure if she even knows anything about him. But from what he can gather, he's obviously one of Mild's friends from their previous college. Though he's not sure why they're transferring. He'd maybe have to ask Mild about it.

Rinsing his hair under the water, Mew runs his fingers through the wet strands, letting the warm water wash out the rest of the conditioner that still sits in his hair as he massages his sculp at the same time.

Rinsing his body off from the soap and remains of the hair product he used, Mew turns off the water and exits the shower. He grabs a towel, wrapping it around his waist and heads back into the room.

After drying off he decides to make an outfit out of the clothes he'd brought the day prior. He'd decided to wash them after getting back from the playground, considering he really had nothing else to do, and they dried surpringly fast.

Picking a pair of dark blue denim jeans that hug his thighs perfectly and open out towards his ankles. A long sleeve white button up that goes just past the waistband of his jeans. And finally a pair of high top vans.

Grabbing his necessities and a jacket for later in case it gets cold, Mew makes his way out the door, ready to get his timetable and meet up with his friends.

***

Walking out the building, having just gotten his needed materials, Mew makes his way back to his car, ready to meet up with his friends for the brunch thing they were having.

They were all meeting up at a little restaurant about 30 minutes away from campus, and Mew has to been there by at least 9:30 or sooner. But knowing his friends, they'll be there before then, and if he did his calculations correctly, he will as well.