Title: Roppi's Morning Routine
Rating: T for language
Pairing: No pairing, just Roppi
Disclaimer: I do not own Roppi.
It was the same thing every fucking morning. Waking up because that fucking sun seeped between the cracks of the curtain and landed on his eyes. How fucking annoying. His morning routine wasn't that different from others' routines.
Waking up, breakfast, shower, dressed, then going about his day.
He simply had a different thought process while doing it.
Hachimenroppi Orihara groaned in annoyance as he slowly sat up in his bed covered in black sheets. "How annoying..." he muttered, moving out of the bed, yawning.
He decided to skip breakfast today.
He grabbed his usual black shirt with red strings, a pair of boxers, socks, and a pair of black jeans and soon made his way to the bathroom, his feet shuffling against the carpet.
He gave a soft yawn as he dropped the clothes he wore the previous night on the floor and turned on the hot water, always enjoying the scalding feeling it gave.
His hands slid through his raven locks, then down his pale body as he washed away the sins from the previous night. He sighed softly as the last of the soap washed down his body and down the drain.
Stepping out of the shower, he turned off the water and then dried himself with a fluffy towel. One of those really soft ones.
After he was dried, he slid on a pair of red boxers, followed by his black jeans and then the shirt. He slid on the pair of black socks next and made his way to the kitchen to pour a cup of coffee from the pot he had made the previous night.
No sugar or milk was added, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. A bitter taste that he enjoyed might he add. He sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen and made friends with the wall by simply staring at it. "Hn..."
After his coffee was finished, he moved towards the door. On some days he would probably just stare at the TV, flipping through the channels but never finding anything interesting, or maybe even browse the internet and scoff at how disgusting humans were, but today he had work so he slid on his shoes and his black and red fur trimmed jacket and headed towards the bookstore to open up for the day.