Chapter 1

His alarm blarred loudly, interrupting the still peacefulness of the room. He snorted and reached over the side of the bed, trying to return to the painless depths of sleep; it really hurt too much to be awake nowadays.

But of course despite this, and despite the least of his efforts, that alarm did not go off, and he had to get up; that was life.

He growled and pushed up, swinging his legs and tail over the side of the bed, his eyes still closed.

"Damn mornings," he grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. He got up and picked up a suit that was lying on a chair next to his bed, the only thing truely distinct in the pig sty that was his room.

He put on the shirt and tied the red and black tie, before putting on the jacket and pants and sandals, grumbling all the while. He clutched his temple as he headed to the bathroom.

"Every morning with this shit: hangover, headache, migraine, bodyaches..." He grumbled, turning on the water and scrubbing the hide on his grey-brown face. He grabbed a specialized toothbrush and started to brush the sharp, pointy teeth that lined his elongated snout, along with the two wolf-like fangs at the front.

He spat in the sink and grinned in the mirror; two brown-green eyes greeted him, tired and almost sad, as if asking, 'why did you even get up this morning?'. He sighed and shook his head, rubbing the small pointed horn on his snout, a perfect match to the six that crowned his head. He reached over the counter top and took out a pair of shades, looking into the sad pair of eyes.

"...'Cause I had too, buddy." He whispered quietly, putting the shades on to mask his sad eyes, and the dark bags hanging below them.

He walked out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and out the door from the kitchen/livingroom, into the apartment building complex, and from there...hell.

But he called it his life.

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There you go, guys! Something to give you a taste of what this story is going to be like. Sorry for the poor quality and the length, but I have been busy and hit with a bolt of writer's block; but I hope you enjoy nonetheless!