Day 4
Roderich had recently finally gotten his bed stand together, his closet filled, the living room set up, and his new kitchen stocked. So he was just as excited as the past few days to return home.
It was a rejuvenating feeling for him. He could play the piano when ever he wanted and when ever he had the time. There were no worries with his girlfriend, and the houses in his neighborhood were far enough apart that he could play later in the night within reason of course.
He of course; rejoiced at this.
"Excuse me, sir?"
The aristocratic looking man woke from his pleasant reverie. Embarrassed that he'd been caught slacking off.
"I'm sorry! What may I do for you this evening?"
"We would like two tickets to the 11 o'clock showing."
"Right, that will be thirteen fifty, thank you and please enjoy your movie!"
The credit card was swiped, and tickets exchanged. This job was monotonous and easy. He really could do without it, but work was a part of life, and he needed the money… Maybe once he got the house and car completely paid off he could look forward to a more jobless and relaxing evening…
He was very sleepy by the time he got off work, considering getting a ride from a friend, but he figured he could make it on his own. Besides, who would give him a ride in the morning to his morning job?
The car jerked slightly as he began drifting, jolted awake he sat in a more uncomfortable position. Home was just down the block now, the only thing probably keeping him away at this point.
1:05AM was the exact time he began to turn into his driveway, however he was going rather fast as he pulled up. Something dashed out in front of him and stopped abruptly. A person! He shut his eyes tight and slammed on the breaks. A faint, gurgling chortle was heard; when peeking his eyes open, he sees a flurry of red and white then he passes out.
Roderich wasn't out for too long though, and the first thing he does when he gets in the house; is run to the bathroom and puke.
The idea that he almost hit someone somehow makes him sick… The bathroom floor is where he sleeps that night.
Special thanks for England-Sama. Thank you for being the first reviewer and giving this story a chance.
And happy thanks to my dear friend Pasha Gilmore. ~ I will continue to look up from now on! Thank you for giving this story a chance as well!
Look for ward to more updates soon in the future.