An hour goes by of staring at my plain white walls, feeling as though they would swallow me whole, almost taunting me after so many years of being alone.
Before I can wallow in self pity any longer, I hear the faint sound of a knock on my door. Cautiously I open it to find a tall figure in a hazmat suit with a mask shielding their face, almost like a façade creating an emotionless, phlegmatic shell of a person.
They roughly shove in three large crates, narrowly missing my sock covered feet. I exchange my three empty ones, which had run out last night due to my careful rationing, ensuring it had lasted the full month.
In a robotic, monotone voice, I'm ordered to sign a small slip of paper the government uses to ensure everyone is safely in their homes.
I find it so thoughtful that the government cares so deeply about our wellbeing.
I politely thank the official before sliding the boxes further into my home and under the sink. I make sure to check they are filled to the brim before placing the pipe connected to my sink in the first box.
I pat myself on the back for my smooth handiwork, taking a large well earned swig of water. It runs down my parched throat like a river with no end, immediately cooling me down. I let out a sigh of relief and fall back onto my single bed.
A/n : What life is like for lou.
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Love Makes You Complete // L.S (short story)
FanfictionLouis lives in a dystopian world. The same routine every day seems to consume him, no human contact, yet, that's just how it is. He's happy. That is until a certain someone shows up and his whole life is flipped.' For the better, because after all...
