There are some things that tips one off on a morning such as this.
I'd honestly have to say waking up hanging from the top spire of Beacon Academy by only my boxers was a fair example of such a morning.
The second I came to, finding a single bird perched on my head that I decided to name Morpheus, I knew my day was going to start rough. And end rough. And probably be rough in between.
I had many questions for Morpheus, such as why he was on my head, why I was in my boxers at heights not beneficial to my well being, even why I can't remember how I got up here.
The thing one has to accept about reality is that Morpheus, while probably already your favorite character, is a bird. And thus unable to talk and answer my questions.
Oh!
And I almost forgot the most important question of them all.
Why are there two engagement rings on my right hand?
Why does God hate me?
Wait. Silly me.
That's two questions.
Well. I was getting minor writers block, and worked for a while in an attempt to create something that pleases me.
I am pleased.
This is more of a teaser or an idea than an actual story. I don't normally ask for reviews, but I'm not exactly sure how else I should ask people if they want to see this continued.
So yeah.
Kay cool bye.
