09-10-2018, 02:11 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]a third night in a row, plagued by insomnia, junji found himself staring at his ceiling, sprawled out across his bed with nothing but the sound of his cat's purring filling the silence of his apartment. soft blue eyes slowly turned to the clock on his bedside table, 1:42AM in bright red burning into his vision in the darkness of his room. he hated these nights, where he lay alone, silently dreading the ticking of the clock that felt as though an eternity had passed between each minute.
in the empty silence stretching throughout his apartment, he had a thought. "i need to do laundry." he mumbled, turning to look at the feline sleeping beside him, curled into a tight ball and purring ever so softly. junji pet her for a moment before he stood from his bed, adjusting the soft and flowing lace sleepwear that cascaded over his thin form, barely concealing. at such an early hour, he found it unnecessary to change; though he would be walking the streets, the laundromat wasn't far, and it wasn't often that he ever spotted another soul awake at such a time.
it will be fine.
tucking a moonlit strand behind his ear, junji hoisted up his basket of clothing, whispering a soft goodbye to his pet before slipping out of his small apartment. it wasn't a long elevator ride down, as he was only on the third floor; he walked quietly through the front area of the complex, paying no mind to the dozing receptionist, and headed through the sliding glass doors. above, the sky was dark, stars shrouded by heavy clouds that stretched from horizon to horizon. thunder rumbled in the distance; gnawing nervously on his lip, junji quickened his pace. he wasn't quite counting on a storm during this trip. better be quick about it. he told himself with a glance to the sky.
as he rounded a corner, the laundromat's sign bright at the end of the street, he felt a drop, and then another. the boy picked up his feet and broke into a trot as the rain began to fall, frowning to himself about how indecent he must look. by no means was he dressed to be out and about, and now that he was becoming drenched, junji found himself regretting his decision to not change clothes.
by the time he had reached the doors to the laundromat, he was drenched and shivering, barely able to keep his grip on his basket as he swung open a door and skittered inside. junji set his clothes down on a long counter and took a moment to rub at his arms before heading for a machine and popping it open. after he'd gotten it started, he headed for the counter again, hoisting himself on top and nearly curling into himself. the cool, rigid air of the building did nothing to help his shivering. a soft whine escaped him as he rubbed at his limbs, doing his best to warm himself up, to no avail.
junji lifted his cold palms to his face and rubbed at his eyes in frustration. fingers combing through wet silver hair, he turned to face a window, and gave a frown to his drenched reflection. perhaps this was a bad idea.
[member=1517]Luca[/member]
in the empty silence stretching throughout his apartment, he had a thought. "i need to do laundry." he mumbled, turning to look at the feline sleeping beside him, curled into a tight ball and purring ever so softly. junji pet her for a moment before he stood from his bed, adjusting the soft and flowing lace sleepwear that cascaded over his thin form, barely concealing. at such an early hour, he found it unnecessary to change; though he would be walking the streets, the laundromat wasn't far, and it wasn't often that he ever spotted another soul awake at such a time.
it will be fine.
tucking a moonlit strand behind his ear, junji hoisted up his basket of clothing, whispering a soft goodbye to his pet before slipping out of his small apartment. it wasn't a long elevator ride down, as he was only on the third floor; he walked quietly through the front area of the complex, paying no mind to the dozing receptionist, and headed through the sliding glass doors. above, the sky was dark, stars shrouded by heavy clouds that stretched from horizon to horizon. thunder rumbled in the distance; gnawing nervously on his lip, junji quickened his pace. he wasn't quite counting on a storm during this trip. better be quick about it. he told himself with a glance to the sky.
as he rounded a corner, the laundromat's sign bright at the end of the street, he felt a drop, and then another. the boy picked up his feet and broke into a trot as the rain began to fall, frowning to himself about how indecent he must look. by no means was he dressed to be out and about, and now that he was becoming drenched, junji found himself regretting his decision to not change clothes.
by the time he had reached the doors to the laundromat, he was drenched and shivering, barely able to keep his grip on his basket as he swung open a door and skittered inside. junji set his clothes down on a long counter and took a moment to rub at his arms before heading for a machine and popping it open. after he'd gotten it started, he headed for the counter again, hoisting himself on top and nearly curling into himself. the cool, rigid air of the building did nothing to help his shivering. a soft whine escaped him as he rubbed at his limbs, doing his best to warm himself up, to no avail.
junji lifted his cold palms to his face and rubbed at his eyes in frustration. fingers combing through wet silver hair, he turned to face a window, and gave a frown to his drenched reflection. perhaps this was a bad idea.
[member=1517]Luca[/member]
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