the mornings
"Fhfhahhfhfhfjhfh"
Were the sounds I heard comin from right inside my dorm. I thought it was a bug or something, but it was just balloons, sitting in the corner of my room. Why the fuck was she in here?? Does she just watch people sleep??
"Sorry to wake you...its just...fhfhfhfhfhfhahahfhh." she continued.
"No no..its fine." I respond, not sure what to say or how to say it.
"Are you ok?"
"Fhafafa yeah, of course, its just im goin a little insane, you know?? Fafahagahaga" she still continued.
I slowly pulled the covers off of my body, super confused. Good thing I was wearing boxers.
"The others are downstairs....fajafagahafagagafagag"
I quickly put on some jogging pants and left without my shirt, running downstairs. When I got down there, I saw the blue girl again.
"What do you mean it taste like shit?? Its my mother recipe!!!!!!" She yelled.
"Well was your mother trying to kill you?? Balloons has gone insane, tracy is sick, just, what the fuck else is this supposed to be???!!" The pink haired dude says. "Oh come on donny it can't be that bad???!!" The blue girl says back, holding up the plate of food.
Honestly, i was standing right in the room, and it smelt like shit. Maybe it was??
The blue girl looked over at me.
"Come here washan! Taste this!" She ordered.
"What? No washan dont that literally taste like a racoons ass!" Donny yells.
The step twat walks in. Turns out, his name is really tracy.
"Pl..pl...don't let it take you.." he slowly says.
"Ok what the actually shit fuck is goin on???" I ask, confused as hell.
Tracy then barfs all over the floor, and blue drops her plate full of her homemade breakfast. I slowly cover my mouth, disgusted, confused, and worried about these people.
"Mouse get that shit outta here!" Donny yells. "Well to fucking bad I dropped it!" Mouse yells. "Can somebody pass me a napkin?" Tracy drunkenly says.
Balloons is the pink one, tracy is the step twat, mouse is the blue one, donny is the pink one, then who's the green one???
Spoke to soon.
The green dude comes out of the front door, without his shirt, with sharpie all over him, and his pants sagging. "Aww trip don't tell me you were partying!!" Donny says. "Pfft..noooo" trip says.
"Thank god!! Someone who likes to eat!! Trip, tell donny my pancakes AREN'T shit!" Mouse orders trip. "Uhm why?? He's not lying" trip calmly responds to mouse. "Oh mer ferking gerd I can't do this with you people!!" Mouse yells. Its a complete silence until we hear the sounds of barfing, and it was tracy again.
SOMEONE TELL ME, WHY THE FUCK ARE THESE MORNINGS CHAOTIC.
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