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|Subject: Waking Blues [Morning - Closed] Thu Jun 16, 2016 2:13 pm|| |
/This dream is intense. Like, these two and everything and wow. I like the blues and the atmposphere of this place. Like some fat viking bitch with huge tits is singing opera in the background. Haha, classy. But like... why am I cuffed? Hah, no biggie. Probably something to do with these two. They seem like police officers. a 'detainee', you say, lady? Path to freedom? Waaaait, are they talking about all this crap that's happened tonight? That'd be swell if they are! Like, but then... Was that also a dream? Or is this dream a product of me thinking about the event? Psychological, hmhmhm. Haha, that guy has a nose bigger than mine! Like, if my fatheroo saw him, he'd be all like, 'Yo, not even my son has such a huge nose, yo-!'. He's such a d-word. Hmpf. Igor is such a cheesy name for an ugly old crouching dude. Please, head, make up some better names next time. You're making me look bad and uncreative, duuuuh. Persona Persona, yada yada. Velvet room. Heh, I'd always imagined 'velvet' as a whory shade of red. Pfft. Brain, you keep surpsising me with how stupid you are. Doors all over the world, yada yada. And now we're done already? Duuude, give me some more info, pls. Like, hey, don't do this, no-no, I'm waking up. Shit./: 6:45 AM :
The sound of the door to his room opening woke him up. Really, mom, you were never good at keeping it down, you bitch.
"Hey honey, it's time to wake uuup~! Mhmhhhhhh~!"
The sweeteningly cheerful voice reached his ear, washing away the drowsiness from his tired eyes. Opening them felt like a chore, and glancing lazily at his mother from over his bunk bed even more of a one.
"Come on, you're gonna be late! Or do you want me to let Titus into your room, hmhmhm~?"
"Yeah, yeah. Schooooool., I know." The normality of it all was sickening. Especially after what happened yesterday. Wait, hype! That happened yesterday! He let his mother leave the room, humming some tune to herself all happy and stuff as she friggin' closed the door as loudly as she possibly could, scraping it against the floor omg she was so idiotic, while he moved in to pull his underpants from out of his butt-crack. Hmm? He could feel something falling out of his hand... Probably nothing. But hmm again! He could feel something rubbing against his groin as he squirmed out of bed to get out. Probably nothing again, though it did feel oddly key-shaped. Whatever. Oh right, he was having some crazy dream right now. Wasn't there talk about doors and key in it..? Geez, he should stop watching anime if these dreams keep up.
He let it slip his mind for now. Alas, it was time to go to school and he could already hear the annoying cries of his sister from beyond the door as mother was pulling her out of bed. As usual.
"Whatever, spoiled brat."