Bojack's Point Of View
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I slowly open my tired eyes to stare up at the same cieling I've been watching for years, through good and through bad. I raise my hand to shield my eyes from the blinding sunlight that relentlessly shines through my window, I let a pathetic short lived cry as pain rushes through my head like a tsunami, I can barely hear my own thoughts over the relentless throbbing in my head. I shakily lower my hand inches from my eyes, my bedroom, which looks more like a warzone is littered with empty wine bottles 'Shit, I'm hungover' I think to myself. My eyes widen as I remember the reason I was awoken in the first place.
Princess Carolyn's Point Of View
I impatiently swat at my hanging rat toy on my desk, I groan slamming my fist on the desk making the contents upon it rattle "Damnit Bojack it's 1 in the afternoon!" I shout in frustration as I wait for him to pick up, I groan and hold my forehead. I suddenly hear a groggy voice speak up through my headset. "Princess Carolyn...?" I hear Bojack ask, I lean back in my chair rolling away from my desk a bit with a broad grin on my face "Oh thank God you answered Bojack! I think I may have found just the right job that will gain you the redemption you so desperately seek!" My grin slowly fades as I wait for Bojack's response, which is taking a while. "Not now Carolyn.." Bojack replies "But Bojack this could revive the miserable carcass of your career!" I plea with him desperately, if one time he'd just listen to me, he could be in a great spot. "I'll call you back" I hear Bojack say quietly.
Bojack's Point Of View
"Boja-!" Is all I hear from Carolyn before I hang up and weakly toss my phone onto my bed. I stand up trying to ignore the pounding pain in my head, my legs feel like Jell-O as I make my way into the kitchen. 'of course' I think to myself as I see the mess of cereal and milk spilled all over my counter "Todd!" I shout looking around. "Clean your mess!" I grunt as I sit down on my dirty couch, I can't remember the last time I washed these slipcovers. "Alright alright!" I hear Todd say as he comes towards the kitchen, to clean his mess I hope. I sit here for a few minutes, staring blankly at the black TV screen. 'I should call Carolyn' I think to myself, I shake my head slowly "eh.." I decide I'll do it later as I pull the greasy remote from between the couch cushions and turn on the tv, I'm sucked from my terrible reality until I'm interrupted by Todd vigorously shoving my phone in my face "Princess Carolyn keeps calling you" He says urgently. "ugh" I groan and swipe the phone from his hand "What?" I say, much more fustrated than before.
