Literature
New life, New love pt2
Beep-beep, beep-beep.
Oooh shut the hell up. Hiroki groaned at his alarm clock. He really hated that thing sometimes. It was 10 in the morning, and there were things he had to do. There washing that needed to be done, ironing (Yes Hiroki does the ironing, so what?), pretty much all of the house chores that needed doing.
Beep-beep
He smashed his fist down on the clock, the now off-key beep died off. That was the third alarm clock that month, damn it. Still lying down, Hiroki arched his back and stretched his arms. He remembered that he was going to meet up with Chiaki and Karu later.
What should I wear? I should at least