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It’s hot. That’s all you know. You’re underneath someone’s stairs today, trying to sleep through the heat. You can hear the tv playing a few rooms over; the news is on. You can’t make out much, but you can catch bits and pieces. Something about the Sun going supernova or whatever and something about new signs to check for “Visitors”. Whatever the fuck that means. You’re so tired of all this bullshit. You were so tired before all this bullshit. You were so tired of life. All you’ve known the past few weeks are dim basements and dusty closets. Before that, blood and bruises. Of course the world decided to end as soon as soon you ran away.
They’re gonna kick you out when night falls, you know that. It was the deal, though unspoken. It was almost always the deal. Even if they offered you to stay longer, you knew you never would. Not after him. You would never let yourself get taken advantage of like that again. Be so naive. Feel so weak. You would never let your guard down again. Not until long after this. Maybe not ever. You had already known the world was full of rotten shitbags, though. I mean, look at your dad. Your thoughts always wander back to him eventually. All roads lead to Rome, right? Or, something like that…you don’t think you’re using that correctly. But y’know what? You don’t care. Fuck it. Fuck everyone. You’ve made it this far. You don’t need anyone now.
You try to pull yourself out of your thoughts, but your surroundings aren’t much better than your mindscape. The little room (if you could even call it that—you’re not even sure if it counts as a closet) you’re stuffed in is stifling and hot. You can hear muffled sounds through the walls, mostly the tv, though the news has moved on to more unimportant bullshit. You shut your eyes and try to force yourself to sleep. You’re going to need your energy for tonight.