My "own" House..

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(U/N) POV

Nightmares still haunt me. Seeing Crystal look down on me, with disgust. It's so wrong though, these nightmares are ruining how I think of her. She's the most caring person you will ever meet. Yet these dreams depict her otherwise.

I open my eyes to a familiar feeling. Lisbeth once again found her way to my side of the room. I've been staying here for well over a month...she does this every time. I don't mind, but it just feels weird.

"Lisbeth, wake up!" I say shaking her. She yawns and stretches.

"Morning, (U/N). Why is it still dark out?" Lisbeth asks still half asleep

"It's midnight, get to your side," I tell her

"Huh?......huh!" She screams as she slaps me

"Why'd you do that?!" I ask screaming back

"Pervert!" She yells

"You're the reason! You always find your way on top of me at night," I declare

"Exactly...you let this happen!" Lisbeth says

"You're the one doing it," I respond

"It wouldn't happen if we slept in different rooms," Lisbeth says

"Well maybe...I can buy a house and have you out of my hair!" I declare

"Deal!" Lisbeth says excitedly.

"Ok then," I say falling back to sleep.

When I woke up, Lisbeth once again was on top of me.

"The nerve of this girl," I say pushing her off.

I exit the smithy and enter the search for a house. I looked around floor 48 for a house...no luck.

It was midday and I went to get some lunch.

"Did you see that place, a total classic, I wish I was in the market for a new house. That place would be on the top of my list," I hear a passing guy say

What house I wonder? I turn the corner to see a run-down shack. Is this the place he was talking about?

I click on it to see its only a thousand col to buy. Not bad I guess. I looked at the information to see it has 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and 2 other rooms. Not big but not small. I figure why not, it's only a thousand col.

I buy it and boom. It says welcome home.

"(U/N)! You found a house!" Lisbeth says running to me

"How'd you find me?" I ask startled

"Friend list," Lisbeth says before looking at the house

"Nice! We can paint it pink! Then add some swords over there. Ooo And over here we can plant a tree," Lisbeth starts going on

"What are you doing?" I ask

"Planning for our house...duh," Lisbeth responds

"Our house? It's mine" I tell her

"Our! I let you stay with me," Lisbeth bargains

"You got to be kidding me," I say

"Nope, I'm living here too," Lisbeth declares

"O God," I say as I fall

"What's so bad about it?" She asks

"Other than the fact that you do nothing at all, nothing," I tell her

"O, please! I do plenty of stuff," She says

"Like..." I ask

"Umm...smelting," she answers

"My point," I tell her

"O come on, I can cook if you want," She offers

"O God, not again. Remember last time?" I tell her referring to one time she made toast and it came out green, the toaster was dead after that trauma.

"Listen I didn't know you can't put on relish on breed before coating it," Lisbeth tries to defend herself

"It's common sense and who puts relish on toast," I say

"Lost of people do," she says

"...."

"Ok maybe not," she continues

"Anyway, I'll be a great roommate," Lisbeth says

"Fine, but stay in your own," I say entering the worn-down house.

A menu appears with a listen of supplies. What's this? It showed 99 wood, 5 paint, and 10 metal? Huh? Lisbeth immediately pulls out 10 bars of metal and throws it into the menu. The house suddenly changes and it looks nicer somehow.

"I'll grab paint!" Lisbeth says running out the door.

"I guess I'm on wood," I say to myself.

I leave town and cut down some trees with my axe. I've gotten pretty handy with it recently. I can easily take on high-level mobs now. I grab all the wood I need and return. Lisbeth is already back and throws a paint can to the menu.

It passes right through and dumps all over the floor.

"Lisbeth!" I say chucking a wood plank at her. She avoids and it gets absorbed by the menu.

"What!?" Lisbeth asks confused. I chuck all the wood I had and the menu eats every last one. Lisbeth then carefully gives a paint can to the menu and it disappears too. She then chucks the rest in and the house once again changes.

It's now a stylish looking house instead of the worn and run-down condition it was in before.

"Teamwork!," Lisbeth says

"Right.....that," I say plainly

My very "own" house

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