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︳The Start Idk ︳Xander POV
6:23am.. Average morning really. Waking up, getting banned from using a alarm due to adding the most horrific sound effects imaginable. Great way to start the morning! Usually everyone was asleep, I can't really blame them though due to this killing game business, at least nobody died yet- that's a relief.
Stepping out of bed, pulling the heavy mattress over my body as I stood up. The bed was fine (quite uncomfortable) but it's either sleeping there or out in the open. Had to at least try and be motivated and make everyone's spirits up.
Grabbing my eyepatch off the bedside table, I wrapped it around my head and placed it over my right eye. I'd change my pajamas but it's way too early in the morning to bother, and hell they are comfortable. Slipping some slippers on my feet and lifting my feet off the cold carpet to reach the door to the bathroom, twisting the knob. Twisting sharp corners trying to be as quiet as possible (you can't really with slippers, they always fall off my feet and make the loudest sound known to man yet being fabric, but they are again, comfortable. So whats stopping me?).
Eventually, I reached the shared bathroom, technically there were four (4 for each person) so it's not shared with all 16 of us, but whatever. Reaching for the colour coded toothbrush which he owned, snagging that strawberry toothpaste and gobbling that shit up in his mouth. Then he began brushing, swishing side to sound before gurgling and spitting it out. Looking around the bathroom to find a towel and a glass to splash my face with, checking cabinets and shelves for a clean one, wallah! Found it. Rubbing my face with a now-wet cloth, smoothing out his features yet it doesn't really make a difference when it comes to scars.
I shouldn't really waste more time, 6:29am now, and I desperately need a drink I swear my throats drier than the Sahara Desert.
Walking outside the bathroom and to the kitchen/living space, felt way more awake now at least, not like he's not always awake. It's just different at 6am!
First thing you see when you enter the living space is a red blinding carpet, kind of looks like those catwalk carpets but not really, then the brown couches surrounding a coffee table with like 5 mugs of coffee- who the hell was drinking 5 mugs of coffee at 6 that's my question?? Till he's seen the half-asleep figure laying there. His idol!
︳Third Person ︳
At first he was intrigued, then concerned cause David didn't look like usual.. Normally tidy navy hair became messy and scraggled like he'd gotten into a catfight (bed head, I'd say relatable but my hair always looks like that..), sometimes else that's concerned the red head was large eyebags beneath his once bright eyes. Quite shocked at how it's not a shining yellow for once, but a moody grey to match his own (when he's not going absolutely feral) David barely looked like himself, well he did but he looks like he lacked the motivation to even sleep, and he's a motivational speaker!
The man stood there for about 2 minutes, 34 seconds and 6 milliseconds before David noticed him, staring tiredly and confused. A eyebrow raised and his mouth slightly open, looking like he's about to say his first words like a newborn baby.
' Um... Xander-?'
He's taken by surprise by David's monotone voice, giving a whole lot of concerned yet confused vibes.
' Y-Yes David! Was just about to ask if you're ok! Was originally coming down for a drink hahahahaha.. '
David didn't respond afterwards, he seemed way too tired to even breathe and that's saying something, usually the man wasn't even taking breathes between his speeches.
Xander walked to the kitchen, turning the tap on and finding a glass cup to fill up to the brim with cold water so cold he could get brain freeze even though it weren't ice. Immediately drinking it all. Kind of helped? But the feelings gone away shortly after..
Filling up that same cup with abit more water again, sipping it a bit before walking back to the living room, finding David still laid there more tired than before, he's sat besides the shorter man. Putting his arm around his neck and pulling him close.
' Seriously dude, are you good? '
Xander asked yet all he was given was a small shake. Hearing the man mumble something about being tired or feeling like his bones were squishy or that he was freezing.
He ended up pressing his back against the couch, grabbing David to lay on the other side of him so he can be more comfortable and GOD that guy was freezing. Didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around him and playing with his navy locks.
A few minutes gone past and the man was sleeping soundly besides him, his head resting against the others shoulder and legs tangled in a awkward position. Xander didn't have the heart to move, and again he's comfortable so who cares. Maybe just a hour or two till they wake up..
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8:58pm, first thing Xander heard was screaming, always a bad sign especially since it's a killing game-
However the screaming wasn't of pain, but instead laughter. Opening closed eyes slowly and he's found out the source. A blonde and blue haired pair with a girl behind them. Xander's face immediately turning pink due to embarrassment, he never really thought what'd happen AFTER he wakes up.
' What are you guys DOING?? '
Arei yelled, making the situation 10% worse, thanks Arei. With Whit following soon after with UH HUHs and Teruko wanting to kill herself due to assuming what she thought she assumed was happening.
He'd try and explain himself but with those three it'd be horribly,
A match maker obsessed with peoples love lives, a girl who yells at the top of her lungs where something interesting happens and probably yells FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT whenever someone says fuck you to a teacher and the girl who thinks Xander is obsessed with the man besides him. And to be honest she isn't wrong, he gone crazy when he saw the man.
This will be annoying to explain-