That morning Lovino opened his eyes

/You wake up at 7:30 AM and no later/

He sighed and looked at the alarm clock, why was he so eager to get up at this time anyway? He knew he had at least a 15 minute gap between breakfast and leaving the house so why be so quick to get up? Shrugging he sighed and got up.

/You get up from your single bed and go into the single en-suite bathroom. You pick up your toothbrush squeeze a pea size amount of toothpaste onto it and brush for three minutes exactly and rinse/

As Lovino completed the action he stared at the small amount of toothpaste wondering why he did it on automatic. He sighed again before putting the brush in his mouth and gazing round the bathroom. Had it always been this grey? Why grey? Grey was boring…

/Shedding the long pyjamas, folding them and putting them onto the side step you get into the shower to wash/

He stopped a moment and stared at the pyjamas in his hands for a moment and scowled. Why fold them? Who was going to see them other than him? And why white pyjamas? Why not blue or red or yellow? He liked red so why not get red pyjamas? He put them on the side and got in the shower and as the water ran over his skin he hummed a small tune. He had never done that before…it was nice. It made the showering process more enjoyable.

/Upon getting out you dry and taking your pyjamas you go into the bedroom, placing them on the pillow before straightening out the bed sheets, afterwards you go to the wardrobe and dress for work/

He stared at the messy bed. Why straighten it? Who the fuck was going to see it other than him! Wait did he just swear? Wow…he pondered that felt good. He dragged open the wardrobe and groaned. Work uniforms and three casual pieces of clothing for after work if he wanted. Why the fucking hell was he so interested in working? Damn that felt amazing! He thought a small shiver ran up his spine as the words filled his mind. Like a delicious slice of rebellion.

/Once dressed you will go into the main room of the apartment and head for the kitchen eating a large healthy breakfast of your choosing and you are ready to leave by 8:45 am/

Antonio didn't seem to notice Lovino was staring at him. Why did Antonio never talk to him at breakfast? How much did they talk anyway? Not much that was for sure… he couldn't understand why because the man was a little…captivating…why the fuck did he think that?

Antonio looked at him funny as the Italian man hummed and smiled.

/You take your vitamin/

Lovino looked at the pill in his hand. What was this anyway? Slowly he slipped the pill into his mouth.

The rest of the day was a grey blur…

-Within the walls of my mind is my own paradise-

That morning Lovino opened his eyes

/You wake up at 7:30 AM even if you don't immediately get up/

He sighed and looked at the alarm clock, knowing there was a 15 minutes of extra time he lay there looking at the bare white ceiling

"fucking white" he grumbled and turned over to look out the window on one wall at the grey dull city. Today was sunny and that made him smile. He had never taken note of the weather before. Stretching once more, he sighed and got up.

/You get up from your single bed and go into the single en-suite bathroom. You pick up your toothbrush squeeze toothpaste onto it and brush for three minutes at the most and rinse/

As Lovino completed the action he stared at the toothpaste before putting the brush in his mouth and gazing round the bathroom. It really was THAT grey. Suddenly with a mischievous glint in his eye he grabbed the toothpaste and spitting out the stuff in his mouth he squeezed a large amount on the brush and ran around the small en suite painting the walls. Before long he was laid on the floor laughing as mint fragrant pictures of people and animals lined the walls. It made the grey a little more bearable. He wondered why he had never done that before.

/Shedding the long pyjamas, throw them onto the side step you get into the shower to wash/

Over his shoulder the pyjamas went. The happy buzz Lovino felt was addictive to the point he nearly slipped on the slippery shower floor. After a while of humming he wondered something. He knew not where the words came from but before he knew it he was singing in the shower. The funny thing was it seem to shake any remaining sleep he had away. He had never felt so aware in his life.

/Upon getting out you dry afterwards you go to the wardrobe and dress for work/

Fuck the bed.

He dragged open the wardrobe and looked over the work uniforms and three casual pieces of clothing for after work if he wanted. He dragged on his work shirt and then paused slowly before snatching a pair of jeans from his casual pile. Why the hell would he go and be all proper anyway?

/Once dressed you will go into the main room of the apartment and head for the kitchen eating a breakfast of your choosing and you are ready to leave by 8:45 am…maybe/

Antonio didn't seem to notice Lovino as he entered the room. The Italian took this time to look the man up and down. Damn this was one good looking male. Fuck everything he thought he wanted Antonio. He leant over the Spaniard and stole the man's toast.

"Lovino…that is mine" the man calmly replied.

"So?" he enquired biting the toasted bread.

"please return it" he replied. Lovino laughed and got up close to the emotionless man as he finished the breaded breakfast.

"Make me"

Lovino had to hold back laughter as Antonio looked baffled at the response. He had no idea what had gotten into him but he liked it! If only the roommate could experience it too.

Antonio looked at him funny as the Italian man hummed and smiled.

/You take your vitamin/

Lovino looked at the pill in his hand. He had no need for pills right? But it was a vitamin right? As he popped it into his mouth his brain screamed no and all rebellion floated away. He realised something…

That fucking pill!

The rest of the day was a grey blur…

-Within the walls of my mind is my own paradise-

That morning Lovino woke up but refused to open his eyes

/You wake up sometime before noon/

He sighed and eventually looked at the alarm clock it was 8 am, he was already running late. But he was more interested in watching the birds fly past the window.

Today it was sunny again and he stretch and placed his hands behind his head. What should he do today? He hadn't quite decided yet

/You get up from your single bed and go into the single en-suite bathroom/

Lovino stepped into the tiled room and the first thing he noticed was his artwork was gone. He scowled.

"Now I have to do it all again now!" he yelled loudly getting to work with brush in hand until he had painted a whole city landscape on one wall. He puffed out his chest in triumph and slid the window open to allow a little ventilation form the large amount of mint in the air. He turned from the outside world and bit his lip seeing all the bathroom kit he never used. He was baby faced so all the shaving supplies were kinda unneeded. Out the window they went. Who needs 8 towels anyway? Goodbye~ and…what appears to be tampons?

He stared at them for a bit "holy fuck get this bastard things out my bathroom!" he cried flinging them so hard they nearly hit the building across the street.

/Shedding the long pyjamas, you get into the shower to wash/

He was on a roll now he could feel it. Re-grabbing his toothbrush and cleaning it he spread toothpaste on it and brushed as he washed and danced. The buzz he felt, it was magnificent. It made he want to run naked through the city for heaven's sake! He spat into the shower drain and even went as far as the gargle with the hot water coming out the shower head and spitting that out the window as he left the shower. Fuck the world! Was all he thought.

/Upon getting out you dry afterwards you go to the wardrobe and dress for work/

Fuck the bed. He even dragged off the bedding for good measure. Pillows lost out the bathroom window too. He then realised his buzz. It was like he was breaking rules and getting away with it! Laughing he ran to the wardrobe.

He pulled on his jeans and casual shirt and taking a comb, made himself up however the fuck he wanted. As he went to leave the room he tipped the wardrobe marvelling in the sound it made. His room was his masterpiece. He knew he would hate himself once this buzz had disappeared.

/Once dressed you will go into the main room of the apartment and head for the kitchen eating a breakfast of your choosing /

Antonio was more than surprised when Lovino strode in. The man grabbed his breakfast from his hands and sat cross legged on the table eating it.

"Lovino are you feeling ok?"

"Never better"

"You do know it's a work day right?" the Spaniard bit his lip.

"Si" Lovino replied swallowing the food "felt like a change"

"I see" Antonio looked concern and Lovino blushed because it looked fucking adorable. He choked a little on his food.

/You take your vitamin/

Lovino watched at Antonio took his pill and waited. Slowly all emotion the man had even slightly had was gone and the man's eyes became flat and lifeless.

He reached for his briefcase and mechanically strode from the apartment muttering under his breath what sounded like instruction, like instruction that Lovino had once followed. He growled and looked down at the pill in his hand.

"They are lies! They are all lie pills!"

He yelled throwing it at the wall and shrinking to the floor. He smiled "Well let's see what happens at work… after all this will be the first time I remember"

He stared at the red dot on the floor. His was red….Antonio's was blue but had the same reaction but…they weren't the same people so what if Antonio's affected him differently…

Another smile as he scrambled to a draw and dug out a notepad and pen scribbling down notes everything he knew and remembered.

"both pills are lies…but by how much…" he muttered quickly grabbing his bag and heading out the door realising that his instinct was still taking him to work