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2019-03-05
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2020-03-17
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From the Ground, Up

Summary:

Reader is living her life day to day, but seeks some excitement in her mundane life.

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I can't summary. Maybe I'll make it better, later.
This is the first time I'm writing seriously in a few years so it may not be the best. c':

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Chapter 1: Prologue

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Today started like any other. Your alarm rings, you turned it off, you go back to sleep. It rings another hour later, turn it off, back to sleep. Ring. Off. Sleep. This cycle usually goes on for a few hours before deciding to stay awake. Even then, you're just laying in the bed for minutes one end. You mindlessly look around your room. Shirts and socks strewn across the floor, your dresser covered in various papers and mugs. Light filtered evenly from your window accenting the pastel colored walls. Various posters are seemingly plastered in a few random places. Maybe you'll fill in those empty spots one day.

After glancing at a couple other miscellaneous items you decide to finally get off of your ass. You put on one of your favorite t-shirts of a dabbing unicorn and slip into a pair of cat slippers. Stretching, you shuffle to the door and turn the doorknob and walk down your apartments long hallway leading to the kitchen. The kitchen, if you could even call it that, was a small counter space with a fridge, a microwave, and a sink. Your mom had bought you a few hot plates and some conducting pans, so you wouldn't burn yourself or the apartment complex down, knowing you. Wanting to stay alive another day, you opted to making some cereal. Minimal effort! Nice. You grab a bowl from one of the overhead cabinets and search for a spoon in your multitude of drawers.

On the top of the fridge you open your favorite cereal and open the fridge eying the milk in the back of the middle shelf. Twisting the cap you give it a quick sniff and a tiny taste test with a nearby cup. Satisfied, you pour your cereal and milk in your bowl and stir it around with your spoon. You turn on the tv and tune into your favorite cartoon. You get comfortable on the couch as you bring the spoon to your mouth. Nothing like watching your favorite show while eating breakfast, lazing the day away.