A Magi

Saturday night, why was he here at home watching tv bored out of his mind? He should be out partying, studying, or collecting those damn grief seeds. He absolutely had no will or determination to do anything, just laid on the couch absolutely miserable. His belly began to rumble, signaling it was time to get off the couch you lazy bum. A small groan escaped him, as he tossed the remote to the table, slowly picked himself up off the couch. his hair an absolute white mess, wearing nothing but a large Assassin Creed shirt followed with small black boxers.

Making his way to the fridge, staring at the emptiness, he had decided Pizza probably best option. Picking up the cellphone, he gave a quick order followed with Mineral water to drink. Leaned on the counter waiting, yawning, and groaning all same time. He looked around the rather nice apartment, it was rather nice and probably worth more than he was. The thing was prepaid for two years, and be utter waste to just move out. This is what happens when your step-father goes insane apologizing for everything he'd done, surprising his Mom left instead just taking the apartment for herself. Well... Maybe it wasn't surprising, maybe it was the work of that weird magical creature. Who knows. He just lived alone, with no real worry for two years... Sounded like a limited lifespan.

He slowly bent over picking up a couple clothes here and there on the floor, throwing them onto a pile. Why did he just take off his clothes randomly in the place. A small sigh escaped his mouth, realized just how dirty the place was, between the random university books wide open... The paperwork thrown around, as if a monster tornado came through, finally just the random piles of mineral water bottles. Maybe he should hire a maid, or something. Whatever.