It is seven in the morning and a loud, obnoxious beeping goes off, pulling you out of your deep slumber. Sleepily reaching over to the table beside you to turn it off, you sit up, opening your emerald green eyes as you take in the sunlight in a rather angry fashion. Swinging your feet over the edge of your bed, you clumsily reach for your thick framed glasses, slipping them onto your face where the rest on the bridge of your nose. It is mid-October and the air has a bit of a chill to it, sending a shiver up your bare back. "Golly, a shower would be wonderful right about now..." You murmur quietly to yourself, reaching up and running a hand through your tangled, raven black hair.
You get up, stumbling to your shower as you try to get your legs to work properly again, eyelids still heavy from sleep. You finally make your way into the bathroom, stripping out of your sleep pants and grabbing a towel before heading towards your shower, turning the hot water on. Once inside, you begin to relax as the hot water washes over your tense shoulders, down your slightly defined stomach, legs and finally feet before it rolls down into the drain along with your worries. Slipping your wide eyes closed, you relax completely, practically melting in the bliss from the heat. Opening your eyes again, realization hits you like a brick wall when you hear your room mate knock loudly on the door. "Jake!" He calls out, irritation heavy in his somewhat high voice. Letting out a sigh, you call back to him, your accent heavy on your words "I'll be out in a jiffy, John!" You hear a soft snort from the other side of the door and footsteps that fade slowly. You wash your hair quickly and hop out of the shower, wrapping a towel loosely around your hips.
Looking in the mirror, you sigh, noticing your slightly defined buck teeth. Rolling your eyes, you reach for your toothbrush, brushing your teeth before leaving the bathroom. You walk back to your bedroom, closing the door behind you as you walk over to your dresser, opening the drawers and pulling out your clothing for the day. You change into a striped, long sleeved dark green shirt and a loose pair of brown khaki shorts. Leaving your room you enter the kitchen, eyeing your room mate John, who is currently searching through the fridge. "So, what are the plans for today?" You ask as you sit at the table, propping your head up on your hand. With a simple shrug, John sits down across from you, his blue eyes lazy. "Oh, I thought maybe we could go to that new cafe err whatever." You nod in agreement, seeing as there isn't much else to do.
After John wakes up a bit, the two of you head out to the cafe, walking in silence as the leaves whip by in the breeze. As you enter the cafe, you notice all the workers are women in numerous cosplay costumes. A woman with long black hair and eyes as green as yours leads you to a table, handing the two of you a menu before walking off. Looking around the room, you study the women in the room, wondering why there are no male servers. As you look around you see a blonde haired man enter the cafe. Dark aviators cover his eyes as he looks down at an iphone, expression settled into a poker face. Looking away from him, you notice John staring. With your signature double pistols and a wink, you nudge him in the side with your elbow, murmuring so only he could hear "Thought you weren't a homosexual, ol' chap." which of course earned you a glare from John.