I Less Than Three You
AN: Perhaps I ended up getting a burst of inspiration while in school.
Perhaps I neglected my programming duties and wrote fanfiction instead.
Uhm yes. Haha.
Enjoy! XD
Chapter 2 - Welcome to hell
Sollux Captor let out an irritated sigh as he noticed that he didn't have only one error, but five new ones in his code. It was a clear sign that he should have gone to sleep hours ago. Instead of making things better, he was making them worse.
And oh God he was starting to write spaghetti code, wasn't he? It looked like a mess, that was for sure. He would have to spend quite some time untangling the mess after sleeping. If not just start over. It would probably be more painless than having to spend time correcting it.
But he didn't want to go to sleep, because that meant he would have to get up to go to school. Oh yes, he had ended up getting into university because what else could he do?
With a groan he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He was tired and his eyes were starting to hurt quite a bit. Perhaps it would be for the best to just go to bed.
But just as he contemplated this a ping brought him out of his thoughts. Oh, someone was pestering him. Of course he already knew who it was.
CG: HEY ASSHAT.
CG: WHAT ARE YOU UP TO?
TA: jeez your greetiing2 are alway2 2o niice.
TA: ii'm codiing.
TA: but ii 2hould go two 2leep, ii gue22.
CG: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
CG: HAHA OH GOD DON'T TELL ME YOU HAVEN'T SLEPT YET.
TA: what of cour2e ii haven't. ii wa2 about two turn off the computer when you 2tarted two pe2ter me.
CG: LOOK AT THE TIME, SMARTASS.
CG: ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO SLEEP NOW?
TA: huh?
TA: oh 2hiit.
Going to sleep had been a great idea. Until his online friend made him realize what time it was.
"Fuck my life," he tiredly whispered as he removed his headphones and looked at the time in the corner of his computer screen.
7.21 am. Just great.
All of a sudden he wished that he had gone to sleep instead of sitting up all night long working on that stupid program. His body felt heavy even though he was pretty skinny.
And if he was going to be perfectly honest with himself, he had no idea when he had slept for a whole night last time. Perhaps it was about a week ago or so. He'd catch an hour or two of sleep each day, then he'd keep going. Just like a machine, and that was basically what he felt like. Once in a while he just needed some fuel so he could keep going for a while longer.
He glanced back at the screen.
CG: TOLD YOU SO.
CG: YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GET A SHOWER.
CG: WHO KNOWS HOW LONG YOU'VE BEEN SITTING THERE.
CG: YOU PROBABLY SMELL LIKE SHIT.
TA: 2crew you cg.
TA: anyway ii'm leaviing.
TA: fuck thii2 2hiit.
CG: YEAH YEAH SEE YOU LATER TA.
TA: unle22 ii jump off of a cliiff.
CG: DRAMAQUEEN.
Sollux rolled his eyes and shut down the computer. As he pushed himself up from the chair he couldn't help grimacing. His joints made all kinds of weird cracking and popping noises that they most likely shouldn't do. That was what he got for not moving for 12 hours. Shit, not weird he felt stiff all over.
"Shower," he grumbled to himself as he stumbled into the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes behind on the floor. CG was right, he didn't smell particularly nice.
He let out a content sigh as he leant against the wall, closed his eyes and let the warm water pour down his body. It made him relax quite a bit, and made his joints feel a bit better too.
Sadly enough the shower had to end. Begrudgingly he got into a pair of skinny jeans and pulled a yellow and black hoodie on, which was too large for him. But it gave him the illusion that he could hide in it.
Too bad that Sollux had to face reality, something he had been escaping from for several years.
As he grabbed his laptop bag and left his small apartment he just wished he could go back in and keep escaping for some more years.
He really didn't want to start college.
Or more accurately, he didn't want to go there because he would have to interact with people.
He'd have to socialize. And try to read someone else. React the right way. Try to not do anything wrong.
The thoughts were spinning around in his head, making him feel sick to his stomach. Or was it the fact that he hadn't eaten that caused the sick feeling? Perhaps a combination?
All he could wish for as he crossed the last road to school was that he hoped for a truck to hit him and put him out of his misery.
But life was a bitch and she was surely watching Sollux from somewhere, laughing her freaking ass off at his pain.
He sucked in a deep breath and grabbed the door handle.
Somewhere in his head he could almost hear a whisper as he entered the building.
Welcome to hell.
AN: I thought that I'd make things a bit interesting by Karkat and Sollux knowing each other on pesterchum. But the do NOT know each other in real life, yet. I've got something planned out for this whole thing, hehe!
Hope you enjoyed!
