///TW: I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS IN 6TH GRADE! Honestly reading it is hard, but I'm keeping it up as something to look back on. Mostly it is to see how far I've come as a writer.///
10:00
*Ring*
. . . . . . .
*Ring*
. . . . . . . . . . . .
*RING*
*RiNg*
*RI-
*CrAcK*
A hand shoots out from the pile of white blankets, smashing the alarm clock to pieces.
Footsteps tread softly down the hallway heading towards the room seconds later.
The door then swings open, revealing a petite girl.
She sported a cute, short hairstyle, consisting of light blue locks.
The girl had large brown/gold eyes, and was in fact, quite ticked off.
"You motherfuckingbitch- you know how much of a hassle it is to clean this up twice a month?"
". . . . . ."
The bluenette walks over and kneels down, peering at the scattered pieces of the clock covering the nightstand and floor below.
"And here I thought that one would last longer." She mutters, silently flipping her roommate off.
She begins to sweep, starting up a conversation with what seems to be her unconscious-or-maybe-conscious friend; covered in a heap of blankets.
"Hey Lucy, can you head down to Laki's shop. We need more ammunition for my twenty five caliber machine gun, and I would really love a new handgun!
There's a magazine I've been reading advertising the newest addition, and I bet cha' Laki would have it~"
". . . . . . . . . ."
"Lu-chan?"
*Snore*
"GOD DAMMIT LU, ARE YOU A FuCKinG ROCK?!" The tiny bluenette screams, throwing the nearest book at her friend.
*SMACK*
"WHAT THE SHIT LEVY!"
The girl yells, her head popping out of the sheets.
She looks just as pissed off as the bluenette.
She has (*cough* bed head *cough*) dirty blonde hair, and her eyes are like her friends', Golden Brown.
The blonde wears a long-sleeve (white) blouse, but that's really all you can see, since most of her is concealed in thick blankets.
"Levy~chan. If the apartment caught on fire again, I swear, it wasn't me this time, I was in bed." The blonde whined, pouting over the bump on her head caused by the, ahem, rather large book.
"Was that my dictionary?!"
"No Lu, would you shut up. The neighbors are gonna start suspecting the worst." Levy sighs. "The walls are thin you know." She mutters, picking up the book and placing it back on the shelf.
"Ya, I know fully well the walls are thin. I could hear every detail of the neighboring couple getting rowdy in the bed last night, I couldn't get any sleep." Lucy yawned.
"No wonder you wanted to trade rooms. I just thought you wanted mine because of the connected bathroom and closet."
"Oh I wanted that too." She mutters, surprising her roommate with a pillow to the face.
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Rouge Of FairyTail
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