Bold = Author's Note
There will be several of these throughout the story, please adjust yourself to get used to them.

A young boy by the name of Sollux Captor lay on his bed. His eyes of blue and brown ya'know, since humans don't usually have red eyes stared up to his blank white ceiling, blinking occasionally. His arms came to rest underneath his head, his messy black hair showed that he had only awoken a few moments ago. His eyes shifted from the boring canvas above him, and he glanced at a black, cheap, digital alarm clock. "4:30" shone in red writing on the screen, he squinted his eyes, the blaring brightness if the screen was almost painful.

He sighed, since he still had six hours until his meeting with a good friend of a long time-Karkat Vantas. Karkat was known for being rather rude and hard to get along with, but they managed quite well. He sat up, wrapping the soft striped blanket from which he slept with around his shoulders. He knew he wouldn't be going back to sleep anytime soon, so he decided to just wait until the time came to leave.

Sollux stood up, stretching his arms up as he let out a groggy yawn. He rested his arms back down, and slouched his shoulders forward slightly. He walked out his comforting room, and just a few feet down the hallway. He turned into the kitchen, where he poured himself a cold glass of water. He chugged it down, not even realizing until now how thirsty he had been. He set the glass down, with a little "clink" against the counter, and ran his hand through his hair.

The boy walked back to his room, pulling out a laptop from his cluttered desk. He opened it up, a bright light illuminating the room as he did so. He saw he had a notification, that someone was trying to get ahold of him. Sollux opened it up, to see Karkat had sent him a message. He was a little confused, sine Karkat would always sleep in until well after ten o-clock, so to see him up this early was something of rarity.

"I CAN'T SLEEP"

Sollux read over the message, and chuckled quietly to himself, shaking his head softly.

"Why ii2 that?", he typed back, wondering if there was anything in particular keeping his friend up.

"I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE"

Sollux shrugged, it wasn't odd to him to not be able to sleep.

"Well, ju2t try two 2leep."

He didn't have much any other advice to give to his friend in need.

"NO SHIT SHERLOCK."

After that, Sollux got a message reading that the other boy had gone offline. He assumed that meant he had given up and went to go sleep. He sat back on his bed, crossing his legs underneath him. He kept the laptop balanced in his lap. He tapped his fingers on the laptop keys, absolutely bored out of his mind. He listened to the soft tapping his fingers created, and his mind wandered off. He had nothing productive to do, and frankly, he never did. same.

He opened up his browser, and typed onto the address bar " dashboard". After a few seconds of loading, his dashboard popped up on the screen. An endless amount of photos and text posts filled his screen. He looked through them, scrolling through. A few of them brought a giggle to him, and others made him cringe, he even reblogged a few.

After hours of mindless scrolling, Sollux looked down at the bottom of his screen, to see the time now was "10:00". He scooted away from his laptop, knowing he couldn't be distracted anymore, needing to be ready in thirty minutes. He shut the top of the computer down, and stood up, placing a hand comfortable on his side. He walked out his room and into the bathroom. He closed the door and turned on the faucet, running warm water.

He stepped out of the shower, and turned off the running water. He left a trail of water from his feet down the bathroom tiles as he grabbed a towel from a rack, and dried off his hair, he took another, and wrapped it around his waist.

He stepped out the bathroom, it wasn't like he lived with anyone, so it didn't matter if he was dressed or not.

He went back into his room, and opened his closet. He looked through everything, trying to figure out what he should wear today. He settled for a plain black t-shirt, and grey jeans. He slid on mismatched socks-one blue and one red-and laced up his black and white shoes. And, as a final touch, he put on his glasses of red and blue lenses. He hated his eye colours, and would use these them to cover them up, as far as he knew, Karkat was the only one who even knew their colour.

He looked back at his alarm clock: "10:29". He was just in time to leave.

He logged back onto his computer, and sent a message to his now-online friend. "ii'm leaviing now, be ready, lo2er." He pressed "send", before shutting his computer back off and walking out the door to the apartment.

The outside air was cold, and it sent a shiver down his spine. He exhaled, causing a little white air cloud to appear in the air in front of his face. He rubbed his hands on his arms, wishing he had brought a jacket, but he didn't want to go back now.

He stepped down the stairs of his apartment building, and turned right, walking down the street. It was a calm day, although there were a few people walking along, it wasn't too busy.

He swung his arms by his sides as he walked, he had no car, so his only way of transportation was using his feet.

Sollux looked to his left, and saw a small coffee shop. He had seen it many times before, but he had never taken the time to check it out, maybe even get a drink. He didn't know why, but he decided today would be a nice day to go inside. He strayed away from the direction of where Karkat was, and walked inside the unnamed coffee shop. As he opened the door, there was a flush of warm air, and it had a welcoming atmosphere.

He allowed himself to smile a bit, and he stepped farther inside, the door swinging closed behind him. As he brought his foot back down in a step, it got caught on a chair leg from a table, and before he knew it, he was falling.

Sollux felt himself fall face first, but their was a collision moments before he embraced the ground.

"Ack, dammit..." Sollux cursed under his breath, only to see that his glasses had fallen off from his face. He began mindlessly groping around the ground. He felt a frame of glasses, and e snatched them up, and put them on his face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that instead of a red and blue tinted sight, everything just seemed clear. He then realized that he wasn't wearing his own glasses, and he looked straight infront of him to see another person, who happened to have Sollux's glasses on.

"You! Givve me my glasses back." the stranger spoke, with a notifiable stutter.

"I should say that to you." Sollux grumbled, taking off the glasses and handing it to the person.

When he got a better look, he saw that this person had brown, pushed back hair, with the bangs dyed a shade of purple. They had dark blue eyes, that reminded Sollux of the sea, and...freckles? They were faint, but he could see them across the top of the person's nose and even on the tips of their ears. They wore a black sweater, along with blue-and-black striped pants, and along with it, a striped scarf wrapped around their neck.

Maybe Sollux was staring, because when he got a better understanding o the situation, they had put back on their glasses, and were holding out his own colourful glasses. He snatched them back, and set them back on his nose, not liking to show his eyes, in public especially.

He stood up, and the stranger was holding out a hand. Sollux raised an eyebrow, he just bumped into this person and now they wanted to shake his hand? But he took it anyway, and gave them a curt shake, before pulling his hand back.

"I'm sorry for running into you. My name is Eridan, by the wway." the person, now known as Eridan, said. They had a rather posh voice, even with the stutter.

"Sollux, sorry." he replied, speaking with his usual lisp, looking down at he ground. This was getting rather awkward, and he didn't know if he even waned a cup of coffee anymore.

"I'll be leaving, now."Sollux gave a little wave with a flick of his wrist, and walked back out, swinging the door and entering the freezing cold again.

To his surprise and slight annoyance, the stranger followed.

"Wwait, you don't havve a scarf, you must be cold." Eridan said, catching up to him. He unraveled the scarf from himself, and without asking, wrapped it around Sollux's. It was a bit big for the scrawny boy, and it covered his face up to his mouth.

"I don't need this." Sollux growled, but when he looked back up to give it back, the other had already left. "Sneaky bastard." Sollux mumbled to himself, as he started walking back to Karkat's, touching the scarf with his hand, and he realized he did feel significantly warmer with it.

I'll have to come back tomorrow to return it. That was his thought as he stepped down the now empty street.