Anal 7
Author's note: don't you hate when you try to write a book but then hate everything you wrote in the first chapter and so you print it out and rip it to shreds while simultaneously sobbing in a fit of rage then flashback to your mom being abusive to you last night because in one of your stupid videos you said you consider your sister to be one of your best friends which OFFENDED your mom so now you're thinking about quitting your stupid channel or going on a temporary hiatus because you're so tired of them controlling everything you do and say in your stupid videos that don't even get much views. Like what, you want me to lie and say "My parents are my best friends!" When I can't even talk to you about anything and all you do is hurt me and my cats. I'm cold and need a nap, and a hug, and therapy… and a shower. God damn. Oh yah and they don't allow me to cuss in my videos or they'll become hysterical and punch at my door or ring up my phone. Going into YT hiding maybe I don't know. oops this was long.
Anai sat alone in the living room. He forgot how to use a television and would stare blankly into space for hours. He felt he needed to get a hobby but just held no interest with anything. He tried to force himself to watch shows on his TV to get his mind off reality, but instead, he only sat there staring into space while shaking and breathing heavily. He enjoyed watching television but just couldn't automatically make himself watch anything. The other day he got himself a coloring book to help him have something fun to work on, but the book just sat there in a corner. He thought about cooking his lunch but didn't want to eat anything.
Curling up into a ball he laid there on the floor. Three hours before work began. He couldn't sleep and was up all night writing bad fanfiictions again while hyperventilating and crying.
BEEP! BEEP! His alarm sounded off. "GOD DAMN IT!" He shrieked. He hated work but at the same time he was okay with it because at least it kept his mind preoccupied.
At work he stormed into the office glaring at Ton all the meanwhile. Ton flinched and sank into his desk fearing another insult or slap. Anai walked up to him and slapped him. "YOU'RE SO FUCKING BLAND AND LACKING ANY CONSISTENT FLAVOR THAT YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO ALL BACON, WHICH IS SAYING THE FUCK LOT CONSIDERING NEARLY EVERYONE ENJOYS BACON EXCEPT FOR YOUR BACON, YOU VILE SHIT MONGLER!"
Ton sobbed and ran out the office, Komiya quickly followed close by. "OHNO, BOSS!"
"Fuckwad." Muttered Anai as he went to his desk and began working on Garfield fanfictions instead of doing any actual work. It continued making everyone uncomfortable.
Lunchtime arrived and everyone nervously exited the office leaving Anai to himself. He was now playing Solitaire while quietly sobbing.
Tsunoda walked up to him with a pile of documents. 'OHMYGOD, COULD YOU DO THESE FOR ME, PLEASE?"
Anai twisted his head in a creepy manner, glared and slapped her. "DO YOU WANT TO BE TURNED INTO IDIOT DEER SOUP OR DO YOU WANT TO REMAIN ALIVE?" He screeched as she ran off. He flung the documents in her direction and resumed sitting there quietly sobbing while playing Solitaire.
Haida walked in, he saw Anai and quickly made a u-turn not wanting to get glared at or slapped. The moment he stepped out, Fenneko appeared grinning at him. "Oh no." He groaned. He turned back into the office and Anai instantly was in front of him glaring. He slapped the hyena before returning back to his desk.
"I'm just… used to this now." He sighed.
Fenneko spat beer on him from behind. "BITCH. MOVE."
"FEN! I JUST WASHED THESE!"
She spat harder at him.
"WHY?!"
To be continued.