Sollux Captor 3

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You walk back to your apartment, still examining the peice of paper curiously. You unlock your door and go inside, turning on the lights to see your pigsty of a livingroom. You really didn't ever bother to clean your apartment, all you did was get up, go to work for a few hours, come back, go to college, come home, fall back sleep, get up and eat, then play video games. You didn't have much of a life, you didn't like being around people all that much due to your random bipolar episodes you sometimes have.

You toss your jacket aside and sit down at your so-important computer that has your entire existance on it, "New York Danthe Thtudio..." You say as you type it into the Google search. Up come 5 results: Dance Club!: Come and get some nice lapdance- "Nope. Though I might have to check that out thometime," you snicker to yourself before continuing. East Bar: Come get a couple drinks and dance to your heart's conte- "Nope... Ah, I think thith ith the one," You open the link that says 'New York Dance Studio: Come practice your dance, reserve a place:' then it listed all the shit you couldn't give a fuck about. You read it over, finding the location and it wasn't too far away from you. You figured you'd stop by to see if Eridan was the- Oh great, it's your ex messaging you, you open up your Trollian:

cuttlefishCuller(CC) started Trolling twinArmageddons(TA):

CC: Hi Sollux! 38D

TA: ff iim kiind of bu2y riight now

CC: Aww! I was reely wondering if you wanted to come to my party tomorrow!

TA: yea 2orry ff iit2 not gonna work out

CC: Pleeeaaasseee? It'll be fin!!

TA: 2eriiou2ly ff ii cant i have biigger thiing2 goiing on riight now

CC: Boo! You're no fin! 38/

cuttlefishCuller(CC) ceased Trolling twinArmageddons(TA)

She was cool when you were dating her but now, you really don't care for her. You take off your glasses and toss them aside, leaning back in your computer chair and wiping your face, "Nnnghh..." You dragged your hands down your face and sighed, "What time ith it...?" You glance at your computer. Almotht midnight... Thank God it'th the weekend or I'd have KK'th neck. You get up and lock up your computer before going into your room and flopping onto the bed, groaning softly and falling asleep, you weren't ready for tomorrow, not one fucking bit.

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