Doki Doki Literature Club: After High School!

Chapter 1: "Sayori's Debut!"

???: "Hey..."

I'm soo hungry... Mhm. But this bed... It speaks to me. Hm, what's that, bed? I heard it say... 'Stay with me for another moment, I-'

???: "Wakey-wakey!"

What? You never said that to me, bed. Not now, not ever- you're talkin' crazy. Crazy talk is what this is. So... how about you just stop?

???: "Oh, cmon. Why won't you wake up?" No. "I might have to..."

Don't.

???: I feel my eyelids being forced open. "Hey!" Oh my God...

Yeah, what's up, Sayori. Jeez...

Me: "Huh...?"

My eyes soon acclimate to what I'm lookin' at. It's a Sayori. And she's still holding both of my eyelids open like I'm some sort of animal.

Sayori: She begins rubbing my face. "It's time to wake up, Angélique!" I can't believe you.

Silence goes on for a few seconds, and it's just me looking at this lady holding my eyelids open. They're starting to get dry.

Me: "I'm up." I push against her fingers, keeping my eyes in prison.

Sayori: She backs up, chuckling initially. "Are you ready for the day?"

Me: I sit up, and I already see that she's in her uniform. "Uh-huh."

Sayori's always been like this since we've been roommates. Same chin-length, coral-pink messy bob, and... wait a minute.

Me: "Sayori... are you wearing shoes on the bed?" This girl.

Her face scrunches for a second before looking down, then back. This girl is sitting criss-crossed on the bed with shoes.

Sayori: She quickly and awkwardly gets off. "Oh- uhm, sorry." You're fine.

I wish I were half as energetic as she is. Maybe without the... what do you call it? Don't know.

I manage to hobble my way out of bed, and Sayori's waiting beside me. She has on her McDonald's uniform; we both have a job there. It's just for the summer, and I don't even do much there, if I'm keeping it real.

Sayori: She points her finger in the air like she's lecturing me. "You should really get yourself up and going in the morning, yeah?"

Me: "You sound like a different person every time you talk like that."

Sayori: She pauses for a moment. "Hehe, it's just something I caught from a childhood friend!" Cool. "Cmon, we're gonna be late!"

I mean, it's just a job at McDonald's; it doesn't really matter all that much. Not that I have much room to speak anyways... We're only roommates 'cuz I couldn't pay for this apartment alone. I'm in college, and she just recently moved here, too.

Me: I yawn. "Yep."

Okay... I had my uniform laid out on my bed here... where is it? I kept everything ready and... Uhm...

Me: "Sayori, where's my uniform?"

Sayori: She runs her fingers along my blanket. "It's gotta be here somewhere."

Me: "I know. I put it here?"

Sayori: Searching the blanket. "Maybe it's under here?"

She does this like every time. I know she sleeps in my bed, and that she doesn't make the bed after. Maybe it's under my pillows... oh, yeah, it is. Very, very cool.

Sayori: She watches me as I fumble with my uniform. "Are you excited, Angélique?"

Me: "Not particularly, no."