headbandbeauty
Arakita Yasutomo never really thought he would live so comfortably.
All of his life he knew better than to expect anything from anyone, his junior high baseball team didn’t care about him after his injury, his teachers gave up on him by the time high school came around. Nobody really cares about anything but themselves in the end. Though maybe he was basing too much of this train of thought on his narcissistic roommate. It wasn't true for Arakita, though, he did care about things. The moments of peace he was able to obtain when Toudou was at work or having his 'beauty rest' and, of course, Bepsi among other things.
Just his luck, though, he was out of both.
It was just as he kicked an empty take-out container away from him that Toudou decided to make his grand entrance, dramatic as always because the guy obviously couldn't go a day without causing a scene even if his only audience was less than willing to witness.
Now that he realized it... if Toudou was home it must be really late. Must have gotten too caught up in watching family game show reruns if only for the comfoting background noise and didn't get any of that damn homework done. To hell with it then... and to hell with that professor too. Who assigns so much work on a weekend?
‘Oh great...’ he thought. Toudou had been talking the whole time and now he's just looking expectantly. With a roll of his eyes, he shifted in his seat a bit to get a better look at him.
"Oi. Slow down, you just got here and you're already giving me a fuckin' headache."