Gray awoke in his room. What the…. Oh. Right. Just remembering the incident caused his face to turn a shade of Ezra Scarlet. But, he did kinda like it. Right? NO! He mentally slapped himself. How the fuck did that person get into his room anyways? Oh. His keys. He crawled to the door and there was a note;
Juvia is terribly sorry for the incident. Juvia had to take your keys to lock the door. Please meet Juvia at my apartment. –Juvia
Damn. She even WRITES in third-person?! Honestly, he thought it was kinda cute. Not like he wouldn't shoot the first person to say that (Literally. No. Maybe. Oh what the hell I give up.). But that dirty little bastard! Tricking him to steal to her room! She'll probably be all shy and then tell me she likes me and the usual shit like that. But I might stay a little be longe- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING THROUGH ME WHY DO I KEEP THINKING ABOUT THIS!
Well, he didn't want to keep her waiting. Besides, the faster he drove there the less paparazzi. How he hated that paparazzi. If he didn't know better he would say that they're the devil's offspring from some rape gone wrong.
When he gets on his motorcycle, a girl from a block away screams, "OMIGOD GUYS IT GRAY!" To say it was a paparazzi was an understatement. Girls were throwing themselves at him. Well, not yet. There they were, storming through the walkways to meet him. Holy shit, looks like the devil raped a lot of women. The reason it was so crowded like never before was because… wait, why? He looked down. Shhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiitttt…. No tee.
After about barely escaping with his life, he entered the Fairy Tail female dormitory, Fairy Hills. The walls were painted with purple dots and pink waves, with the background a blend of an African style color mix. Not bad, Gray thought.
13 Flights of stairs later, Gray literally dragged himself to the top of the stairs, panting like a dog outrunning a racecar. Then he managed to lean against the wall, and slowly gain ground. Juvia had put the room number on the back of the card.
Well, here it is - HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. When did I lose my shirt?! He looked around, but was disappointed when he drew a blank.
"Looking for something?" A voice called behind him.
Haha Major Suspense at the end, WHO COULD IT BE? xD
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