Erien was laying across the mattress that laid still on top of a fluffy baby blue rug and soft grey white carpeting. He tapped the tops of his bare feet to the dark oak wood headboard as Au/Ra blasted through his earbuds. He hummed along to the words, letting some slip out soft, soon standing up and swaying his hips as he stepped towards his matching oak wood dresser.
“Good evening or morning little boy,” a monotone voice spoke through his opened bedroom window. He, of course, didn’t hear it.
Erien spun around, noticing his friend in the window and screamed, ripping out his headphones and whipped them at his friend. Luckily it missed.
“Jeez, maybe next time don’t deaf yourself so you can hear me, you know the routine.”
A male, the size of what seemed like a giant, clawed through his window and flopped down on his bed sitting. Shoulder length black hair hung loose and straight on the guy’s head, covering his nearly black eyes as he smiled. He held up a hand, pointing at the shirt that Erien was holding and started to laugh. Erien looked and saw that he had gotten paint water all over it from the scare. Groaning, he tossed it into the hamper in the closet and greeted a new shirt. This one had a Middle Finger Cat in the pocket.
“So what’s up,” Erien threw off his hoodie and looked at his chest in the mirror, examining the scars and other unholy marks left on his chest and stomach,” And please next time, Lucas, text me when you are coming in. What if I was naked?”
“Not like I haven’t seen anything before. We did share a dorm house together back in school.”
Erien hissed as he pulled his shirt on. He hated when Lucas got logical or whatever with him. Ruined the fun of being a smartass.
“Anyway, Pear wants to go out tonight. Clubbing since she has her day off. She hasn’t had herself time in a while, so?”
Erien looked at Lucas through the mirror reflection and smiled small. So much exhaustion and it was nearly almost 7 in the morning. It would normally be the day Erien would sleep the day away before going on at night the next day. Take time to wash away the damage that the night had done to him. But the night was never not exciting. He couldn’t help but be out there, sleeping away from the daytime to go out again like a nocturnal creature.
“Why not. Isn’t her birthday coming up so? I think we should celebrate it since she will be leaving to go back home for it.”
Lucas propped his elbow upon his knee, cheek against his palm with a nod. Erien stuck his tongue out,” Does that mean you will bring Anon?” Lucas smirked knowing that he didn’t have to answer that. Erien smirked back knowing where this night would lead to.
“Alright! But get the hell out! I got to get some sleep too man! I’ve only been off my shift for an hour, shoo shoo!”
“Be ready by 9 pm! We got to make some trouble, man!”
Both of them were laughing as Lucas was being violently pushed out of the room through the window. With a swift shut and lock, Erien was under the plush covers cuddled up to his fuzzy blue body pillow and laying his head on it. The sun was trying its damnedest to blind the entire room if the dark curtains weren’t in the way.
“I wonder why he was there that while ago. He didn’t seem too pleased to even be in there. Yet,” Erien’s eyes were closed to make it darker so sleep would take him sooner. His thoughts flooded with what he now feared to be a stalker now. And one who saved him from another one. Great. Just great. So much for hoping there was a safe area in that moment of security. But still, it was nice, for some reason.
Erien held onto the body pillow letting out a muffled giggle before rolling over and clicking his phone open seeing it was 7:05 am. He unlocked it and scrolled through his private social media page to see what people were commenting about last night. Without a doubt, it was praise towards him from how he looked and did his solo show and then the paired one with Pear. he noticed one of the photos had that nightclub owner in it, but in the far back. Patrick had posted it, talking about the rest of the image though. But, it wasn’t hard to spot Mister Lunar Salvatore. His image wasn’t a ghost around the city just like how he wasn’t a ghost among the underground of the city. His image and all.
“Trouble will be fun tonight. Maybe cause some uproar on the surface. Gain some attention,” Erien tapped his phone against his cheek before turning it off and tossing it into the mess of blankets on the bed and finally going to sleep.
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Late afternoon arrived later than he had expected as he had been awake now for two hours. Time was surely taking its time, ha-ha, making the exciting times take forever to begin. Erien was flipping through his closet, shirt, dresses, jackets ranging from casual to skimpy and whatever else in the middle with other articles of clothing. Finally, he found a top, black cropped hoodie with cut off shoulders. The best part was the little cat ears on the hood. Grabbing a part of light coloured jeans with ripped holes and grey thigh highs, Erien quickly got dressed. He flipped onto his bed jumping up to look at himself in the mirror so he could see the whole image before jumping off and messing with the mess of walnut and caramel fluffy mess.
Some dark blue hair spray with white covered up the creamy blonde patches in his hair as he attacked for his black wedge sneakers and headed for the door. He scratched his little bird’s pet before grabbing his keys and headed out.
“Yo yo!” A hyped-up voice rang from over the phone. Anon had answered Lucas’s phone, Lucas was yelling in the background for Pear to hurry up because what she was going to wear didn’t really matter. Erien smiled chuckling before letting Anon know that he was heading toward the corner down the block and that he’d met them all there.
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