Your name is John Egbert. You live in New York city in a apartment with a bunch of friends from forever. You go to collage and you're single. You find it better, no one to be all up on you and stuff.
Today was a friday, you work 4 days a week. Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays. You work at a dinner place near time square. You like it, you get a lot of tips and you meet a lot of nice people. It's named 'Trollz'.
You walk in your job with 7 secounds to spare. You clock in quickly, not late, thankfully. Your boss, Gamzee, walks out to see who clocked in.
"Well, you made it on time, I'm starting to think I need to wake you up in the morning when I leave the house. " He smiled.
Gamzee is a friend of yours and lives in the apartment with you. Like you mentioned, you have other people that live in their with you too. You have Karkat, Gamzee, Kanaya, Rose, your sister Jade, and your brother, Jake. You also have the newest roomate to the group, Dirk Strider. Nice guy, you don't think much of him. You wonder, 'How big is this motherfuckin' apartment?' Well um, let's just say your sister is single too. Rose and Kanaya are together, so is Karkat and Gamzee, and Dirk moved in because Jake felt it would be better for him to live with him. And so it's a full house. And not to say the apartment is maybe the biggest apartment you've ever seen, it's more of a condo. 5 bed rooms? It's could just be a house connected to a whole bunch of other houses. Just saying.
"Sorry, Gamzee. " You say. " Slept late last night because I was watching Ghost Rider. " You smile weakily.
Gamzee shook his head."Nah, nah. Don't worry. I don't know why you come on time though, I always let you off the hook." He shrugged.
"I don't see why, you're my boss. "
"And I'm your friend." He smiled his creepy pedo smile.
You shutter and smile, "Okay. "
He went to the counter and thew your apron at you. "Now come on, you're here and now you gonna work."
You catch it and chuckle, " I agree." You go to the back and set your backpack full of collage books on the ground, and take your jacket off and rest it on the coat rack. You walk out from the back, tie the black apron around your waist, take your note pad that was on the counter, walk up to a table that sits a family of 4, greeting them with, "Hi I'm John, I'll be your waiter for this evening, how may I help you?", you smile.
You get off of work at 10. Gamzee and you were sitting at the dinner counter waiting for more customers to enter. Gamzee sighed and tapped his abnormally long and pointy finger nails on the counter. A radio station was playing in the back ground softy, blowing lyrics of Kelly Clarkson's 'Mr. Know-It-All'. You lean back on the counter and look at the fan on the ceiling. You sigh also. You toss your head to the side a bit to see the clock, 9:59.
You sigh again.
"Gamzee,"
"Yeah?"
"One more minute. "
He sighed again too. Gamzee had all this enegry from his latest Mønster's and now he was having his crash. You've been downing coffee for the pass 14 hours. You look at the clock waiting for that 10 to hit.
The clock flips to 10:00. You hop up and say, "Well, let's go."
"Yep." Gamzee stood straight and went to the back and go his keys. You untied your apron, thew it in the back and took your jacket that was on a coat rack, picking up your backpack, You yell, "See you at home!" And head out.
You get to the large apartment and hop out your old blue Chevy. You lock the doors and go up to apartment 7813. You unlock the door and walk in, heading straight to your room. You drop your backpack and plop on your bed, cuddling into the blankets.
You sigh and look around in your room, seeing how many posters there are. Then all of a sudden your bother ,Jake, walks into the room. You sit up. "Don't knock, I'm fine with that. " You roll your eyes.
Jake doesn't have the same last name as you but you're both still brothers. You guys have the same mother but different fathers. (Same with your little sister, Jade.) Just because you guys aren't competely related means nothing to you guys. You all still love each other. Jake is the oldest of all of you.
"Since Jade's 17 now, I wanna get her her first drink. You wanna come? We need a designated driver." He smiled.
". . . ./What/?" You say. "She's still under age!"
"Oh come on! You got your first drink when you were 16!"
"O-Only because I could pass as a 20 year old!" You look way older then you really are.
"And she can pass also! Come on John, stop being a goody-goody two shoes!"
"Well um. . .She needs an ID." You said matter-of-fact-ly.
"Not to the bar we're going to, we're going to Dirk's friends bar. You know, 'Dark cave' ?"
"I always thought that was a club." You frown your eye brows.
"It's a half club, half bar. Come on John!"
You looked at him. You roll your eyes and groan, "Fine! Only because I didn't have my first drink at the correct age and thats the /ONLY/ reason."
Jake nods and smiles."Thanks, okay Jade! Come on, to the car!"
You roll your eyes again, you give way too much. You get your car keys and walk out your room, closing the door and walk into the long hallway. You smile at your sister. "Happy birthday Jade. "
She smiles back. "Yeah, thanks! Whoo! I feel so womanly!"
You and Jake smile. "Yeah,"
At that moment Gamzee walks into the apartment with Dirk fallowing behind. "Come on Gamzee please, he's a traveler, all he needs is a place to stay until his car gets fixed and he'll be out of our hair. "
Jake raised his brow and looked at his boyfriend. "Who's hair? What car?"
"He is trying to get me to agree to let his brother stay here for a while, but I'm saying no. Look Dirk, I love you, you're my bro, we're cool but, look at us! We live in a full house! I pay most of the rent because the rest of you guys' jobs don't make enough! And plus! Were would he sleep, man?"
"The couch," You spoke.
"What?" Gamzee and Dirk both say.
"The. Couch. It's comfy. And I'm sure who ever this is won't die. Let him sleep there, no one else does. "
Gamzee sighed and rubbed the back of his head. ". . . . I'll think about it."
You shrug. Jake does also and you three ahead out the door. Dirk stops you and nods, " Thanks."
You smile and open the door for everyone to get of the apartment, you step out and shake your head. "No prob bob." And your shut the door.
You stare at the clock on the wall at the bar, Jade is dancing some where with some guys and Jake is on the dance floor with Dirk who show'd up 3 hours ago. You blow one piece of hair out of your face and go on staring at the clock. It's 2:48 a.m. You've been here for 5 hours and have been on your 2nd drink the whole time. You pick up the glass and swirl the Vodka around. A man comes and sits next to you with a sly smirk.
" 'Sup?"
"What do you want sir?" You say annoyed, if this another guy trying to buy you a drink goddamn it, you were going to make his buy it for you then you'd throw it on him.
"I just wanted to know if you'd want to dance." He smirked wider.
"I don't dance." You say sipping your drink.
"Oh come on! Just one jig?" He nudged you and smiled.
You giggled and shook your head. "Nope. "
"My name's Remmy, nice to meet cha. . !" He tried to speak over the loud music.
You nodded and let out a hand, "John, and you too." You smile. He shook your hand.
"So what? Are you sulking over here?"
"No, not really. My sister, her birthday is today, well really it was yesturday."
"So how many drinks have you had? You've been here since I walked in."
"Um like 1, 2?"
"You're lying. I can't even kept that many under the limit. . !"
You chuckle. "You can do that when your lest favorite thing to do is drink."
"So I'm about to leave, can't you have one dance with me? Please?" He smirked and pouted of some sort.
You smiled and rolled your eyes, setting your drink down, you sigh, "Fineeee. " You've been sitting here for awhile, you might as well do something, I mean you wanted to have fun too.
You get off the seat and he takes you by the hip pulling you to the dance floor. You bit your bottom lip, totally regretting what you just agreed to, you don't even know how to dance. You kinda just sit there and look up at Remmy. He smiles and pulls your waist closely, you roll your eyes, smirking and looking away. You slowly get a bit more into the 'groove', you slowly rock side to side against Remmy's hips, his arm wraps around your hips. You bit the inside of your cheek.
Then a yank pulled you back from Remmy. You turn around and see your brother Jake.
"There you are! Sorry bro, but we have to take off. " He says in a hurry.
"W-What? Why?" You say poutie.
"Jade's like puking up her stomach and I'm buzzed right now and I do not wanna have a bad to worst hangover. So can we go?" Jake doesn't even pay any mind to Remmy.
You huff and pout. "Fine!"
You turn to Remmy, "I'm sorry, gotta go."
He shrugged, "It's fine. Gotta do what yah gotta do, later." He smiled and nodded.
You smiled and nodded back, you fallow Jake who was stumbling to the car, Dirk was supporting his weight. Jade was already in the car.
You guys get to the house safely, Jade some how get to her room. Dirk ended up currying Jake who fell asleep in the car. You on the whole other hand, wanted to watch a new show that came on tonight. You recorded it and was waiting until you got home to watch it, of course. If you fell asleep. You'd be sleeping on the couch, the best couch bro. The. Best. You kicked off your shoes in your room and went back into the living room with your big black blanket. You turned on the tv then jumped on the couch. You landed on something hard and weird feeling. You landed on a- the hell? Everybody is sleeping! Then you remembered seeing something in the paper about hobos sneaking into peoples houses and aparments sleeping in there. You widen your eyes and jumped off the 'hobo' and scattered on the floor, you were going to yell hobo but then the 'hobo' 's eye's opened and cursed in a low, pissed off tone. "The fuck bro?"
You stayed still when you saw red eyes in the dark. Instead of hobo you yell,
"D-DEMON!"