My feet flew across the sidewalk, I was pushing through sweaty bodies, I didn't care about the colorful words that they were screaming behind me. I had to get to my job, it was my first day at work after all. Then, I tripped over someone's foot and hit the very inviting pavement. I looked up and saw......A girl with black hair......In black robes.....Wearing a witch hat. Geez, these cosplayers are really going at it in the middle of the summer. "It appears you've tripped over my foot." The girl states, extending her arm out to me. I promptly take it and stand up, half expecting to get stabbed in the back. This is New York City In 2024 after all...."I-I'm so sorry but I don't have time to-" She put her hand over my mouth. "Shhhhhh, Time isn't important. I can sort that out later, I need to ask you a question." She said, removing her hand from my mouth.
"OH, You're one of the Tok....Tickers....The ones that ask people questions!" I said swiftly.
"...In a way..." She replied, looking rather...Bored.
"Double it and give it to the next person!" I yelled and she covered my mouth again. "Shhhhhh, I'm going to ask you....What do you want?.....What have you always wanted in life...?" She asked. Now, I was starting to get the vibes that this person wasn't normal. Just a guess.
"...Ummmmm..." I began trying to think back into what I'd always wanted. "I don't know....To live somewhere else. To be free of this place for good. I don't like New York City...." I replied.
"Hm, the rising crime rates huh?" She asked. However that's my reason. It's like she was reading my mind... "Uhm....Yeah..." I immediately tried to remove every offensive though from my brain-
"Yes, I am a witch." She responded.
I'm dead.
Bury me now.
I won't live another day.
Goodbye everybody.
Play Bohemian Rhapsody at my funeral.
"You aren't going to die. There's something special about you. My name is Anges, and I know yours is Kevin. " She responded.
"What do you want from me?!?!" I yelled, to which she covered by mouth again for screaming. "free housing. I want to be your roommate." She replied.
NOPE. "No." I replied flatly.
"I have money." She stated, taking 800 dollars out of her wallet. (Which was seemingly magic and infinite.)
I immediately switched teams.
"Well why didn't you say so new roommate?" I asked.
When we arrived at my small apartment, I took off my shoes. (I've been living alone for so long I almost stripped to my boxers immediately out of habit. Which wouldn't have been a good sight for my new roommate.) Anges took off her hat and robes, leaving her in the purple tank top she was wearing under it. This apartment was laid out strangely. It was a one bedroom apartment. But it only had ONE BEDROOM. As in the apartment had 3 rooms, the bathroom, the kitchen and the bedroom. (The bathroom was in the kitchen hallway.) The bedroom and two beds and one TV. Anges sat on the bed closest to the kitchen, claiming it as her own. I laid down in my bed and covered myself up. Our conversation lasted until nightfall. I had completely forgotten about my job interview. I turned off my lamp and closed my eyes, falling asleep. Putting full trust into
the magical being I had met 4 hours ago.
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Oops,I did it again.
I wrote a book.
However this ones kinda wholesome.
Sorry I haven't been writing too much, it's
been hard to keep an constant schedule.
However during summer break I will hopefully
have a better schedule that: New parts every sometimes.
Thanks for reading this nonsensical nonsense and I will see you all................Later, BYEEEEEE!