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OUTFIT. / 7:39AM. / #558A4B. /
IN BED, KALMACK TOWER, HAVEN.
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Xfry didn't want to get out of bed. he never did ever since the kind old rodger kalmack Xlet him stay in this place. much better than sleeping on park benches, and using only Xnewspapers for blankets. it felt like home. except he actually had a father figure. and Xfamily for that matter. he sighed, lifting his head up off of his pillow with a buzz of Xhis phone, another perk of being apart of the league. he ran a hand through his rather Xmessy dark hair, before pulling his signature beanie, that rest on the bedside table, Xsnug on to his head. â ---fuck. â oh, how he wished that mr. kalmack had given him at Xleast a little bit more notice before he decided to spring a last minute meeting on Xthem. you see, fry already had plans. he was going to sneak out with sabina for the Xthird time this week. she was one of the only reasons he was getting out of his damn Xbed anymore. he lazily pulled his phone off the table and wrote a text to the girl.
X[ TO: sabina bakkeli /sparklingheartemoji/ ]
X[ MSSG: sorry, i can't make it today. i have a meeting. i'll come by later, okay? i Xpromise. /twoheartsemoji/ ]
Xwhen he finally managed to pull himself out of bed, throwing on a few random Xarticles of clothing that rested in his unorganized closet, not really caring if they Xmatched or not. of course, he had to have some kind of breakfast. he quickly Xrummaged through the fridge for something to eat as he walked down to the meeting. Xdamn, he was already running late. ice cream, milk, orange juice, a half eaten burger Xfrom the night before and some other things that were definitely not suitable for a Xbreakfast. i guess the burger had to do. he walked as fast as possible out of his Xapartment, trying to get to the meeting room all the way on the top floor. as he Xstepped into the room, he immediately went to apologize for how late he was, Xsomething that was getting to be a daily routine for the boy. except, he wasn't late.
Xâ huh, well, that's a first. â he was early. TOO EARLY. far too early. the meeting was exactly eleven hours, and fifty one minutes further Xin the day. and he just cancelled his date with sabina for nothing. just his luck. he sighed, taking a bite of the nearly fully devoured Xburger. ' GOD, I SUCK. '