A/N: It should be mentioned that, as writing this, I stared for a moment and announced out loud; 'what am I about to write?'
Sollux is one of my favourite characters, my first favourite, and I've been neglecting him so I've decided to write a story about him; enjoy.
-Trolls can live on Earth, non-canon.
WARNING- violence, abuse, swears, and other mature subject matter.
Moving is extremely fun.
Moving is extremely fun.
I am just having so much fun.
I repeat these sentences over and over in my mind as I drop the last box onto the lamenated flooring of room 12B, and lift a weary hand to wipe at the damp sweat on my forehead. It wasn't that my boxes were that numerous- it was just that each and every one of them had piles of electronics loaded in them. That, coupled with the fact that the nearest parking spot was six minutes away, made moving all six of my boxed belongings into the modest looking dormitory room.
Regardless of the urge to unpack, I decide to peek around a bit first. It was a one person room, a recuperacoon prepped for me in the corner. There was a small, two piece bathroom that looked as though it was decorated by a half blind monkey. Seriously, neon green curtains, a pale yellow wallpaper, and a picture of a splat.
Regardless of some indeterminable stains on the carpet, and the bathroom being a colour blind paradise, my room was nice. There was a mini kitchen that was comprised of a microwave, an oven/stove, mini fridge, and pantry. A sink was there for washing dishes.
After basking in the glory of the two roomed dorm, I stretch out my long limbs and crashed on a couch- one of a couple pieces of furniture. There was no TV, but there was a small table and some chairs, as well as a desk against one wall. Perfect.
Yawning, I managed to sort through the boxes even to set up my computer, a couple back up hard drives, a mainframe, and the assortment of wires and other equipment I needed for my various programming projects. I remove my red and blue glasses and begin to work on setting up a secure firewall and isolated a steady stream of data to and from my computer. Afterwards, I take out my various games and organize them to my liking.
Hours pass by, and soon it was around 11 o'clock, and my limbs were getting heavy with exhaustion. I only had one class tomorrow, and it was in the afternoon. However, there was an introductory and tour of the facilities, supposing I even bothered to show up for that. A sigh slips by my lips as I remember a couple of my other friends that decided to come to Luxus University as well- meaning that they'll want me to meet them there. Resisting the oncoming face palm, I quickly clamber into the recuperacoon and ignore the beeping from my computer, signalling the oncoming messages from whoever the hell was messaging me.
Screw them, I'm sleeping.