At about 10 o'clock Izzy was sat in her bed, the time limit on her phone that her parents used to control her sleeping had switched on and she was left to use only 3 of her apps: wattpad, Apple Music and files? She wasn't tired whatsoever so she did what she could to keep herself entertained without all of her socials.
She had thankfully just finished her math homework that was due the next day so she didn't have to worry about getting it all finished before class, so she decided to read through old storys she had in her library from old fandoms she used to hyperfixate on as some sort of coping mechanism.
While reading through a story from her dsmp phase ("piece of clay" to be more specific) she heard a rather loud sound of running water coming from her bathroom. At first she was startled by the noise - her first instinct being someone was in there - but she soon realised it was just her toilet.
The area where water poured from to flush everything down had just started randomly dripping. Well- more like pouring out into the bowl making an unwanted, loud, splashing noise. Though it's not the sound of the toilet actually flushing, it was still annoying as Izzy always preferred the noises of her fan and not her supposed broken toilet.
She got up from her bed annoyed to shut the toilet lid and close the bathroom door, muffling the sound, but once she was laid back down in her blankets she was frustrated to hear that the noise was still there.
She didn't feel like going in and telling her parents about it, because 1. What are they gonna do about it at 10 at night? And 2. They'd probably get mad at her for waking them up and just blame everything on her. So she silently agreed to stay in bed and put up with the annoying sound of the sloshing toilet.
Soon it had hit 1 am and Izzy was still awake, surprisingly not because of the toilet, but because she had the clever idea to create a diary on wattpad while simultaneously practising her third person.
The sounds of water faded into background noise as she hopefully would fall asleep soon.
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A.N: by writing this story I actually became more aware of the fucking toilet noise so I tried to fix it. Apparently I can't open the lid off the toilet and I'm not gonna risk fucking with the water pressure controls so I tried flushing the toilet and for about 3 mins it worked. For those three minutes I felt so much relief but then the MOMENT I got back into bed it stared up again. It is currently 1 am, I have school tomorrow, send help.
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Third person diary
HumorI write stuff that's happened to me that day (if I remember) in the third person :)
