CannibalisticDoritos
My eyes opened slowly. I squinted to read the clock that rested on my bedside table. The bright red letters flashed '6:30.' I groaned before turning to look out my shared, small window. I always wished it was bigger so I could see the sunrise better. A yawn forced its way out of me as I rested my chin against the window ledge. The colours of red, orange, yellow, and faint blues mixed together. Clouds blocked the sun thankfully, or I'm sure I would have been blind. I casted my gaze to my roommates empty bed. My eyes lingered for a few seconds in confusion.
He never got up this early.
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Alex is the definition of average. Average job, average friends, average everything. Nothing about him was out of the ordinary or odd. He had reliable friends and was going to a reliable collage. He would have everything in a perfect cookie cutter style. Or so he thought.
Pablo. Pablo is Alex's dorm mate. An interesting one, if we're going to be nice. He had high grades even though he was the kind of guy to smoke pot and drink unhealthy amounts of spinach juice. Pablo always seemed to have that shit with him.
Anyways, Pablo turns their lives to shit. Read to find out how cause I'm tired and don't want to type anymore.