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Brick_Bojangles 11-Dec-21 06:25 AM
Kasper rises from his bed, tired, face aching, and the taste of morning breath filling his mouth, tasting sour and bitter. His sore muscles tired from a day of failed tinder matches and a job in retail all yesterday feel like they’re going to fall off. However, a quick shower does wonders in the morning, he almost doesnt want to leave it. “Mhng..” He squints his closed eyes and sighs. Kasper has to, he shaves off his stubble after his shower and leaves to dress up in his usual uniform, his black shirt that buttoned up was hung up already, ironed, nice and simple. He wore a white under shirt beneath it with a pair of jeans, a simple belt, and a pair of glasses. He looks up at his face in the mirror in the bathroom once more, covered in terrible scars and with ugly teeth covered in small metal wires and little plates. At least they’re being put into place. He isn’t all that bad looking in conventional standards currently but he is pretty stuck in some old beliefs so he doesn’t believe this fact.
06:25
“What can ya do with an ugly mug..” He then nearly forgot to comb his hair. Casper begins to brush downwards quickly, his hair was a curly mess when he wakes up. He then quickly puts water to manipulate it, pulls it back into a ponytail, then curves back into a bun, just to think twice and undoes it. “…Kinda better!” He gives himself a smile and then walks out to his living room, he grabs the bucket beneath the leak that has been nonstop dripping since he was given this home and throws it out into his yard plants, placing the bucket back onto the dripping pipe. He looks up at it for a moment, and sighs again, he should really stop that, he heard from his parents that if someone sighs a lot, they could be considered a lout. “Imma get cash to fix that… Someday.” He makes his way to his kitchen. He quickly goes to his fridge to pull out two eggs, sausage, and oil in the cupboards. He then walks to his oven and pulls out a pan to cook a quick breakfast. Kasper’s favorite meal is probably breakfast now that he thinks of it. Dinner takes too long, lunch he doesn’t have time for, breakfast is just, extremely good for no reason at all. He finishes it up and places it on a plate to just devour it as quick as possible. “…Maybe I should just eat it in the pan to not mess a dish up.” The merchant places both his pan and plate into the sink and walks over to his bag, a simple hiker’s bag where he keeps from simple first aid to lunch. He has already prepared a simple lunch that was some fries, eggrolls, and ramen cup. “Out we go..” Kasper’s tan skin glowing in the sun with his black hair bouncing behind him. He misses sleeping in dungeons, it was surprisingly comfortable, for a dungeon. Better than a creaky floor at least. He had to most definitely get used to that. Thankfully, the speed and endurance he had as an adventurer carried over, he begins to run to work.
06:26
His work was boring of course. He just couldn’t wait until nightfall. He clocks out after a long day and begins to dash back home to get on a hoodie, a larger one at that, paint his nails black, a different looking set of round black glasses made for what seems to be dogs, larger blue jeans with rips in them, steel toe boots that were made of brown leather, cut resistant socks, and a graphic tee beneath his purple hoodie, it read “BARK” on it in all white with a black background with a square surrounding the letters. “Ok… Ok, its nearly time..” It is a simple POP! He looks at his now more fitting face, he was infected with lycanthropy and luckily didnt get hit by a wererat. He looks at his canine face with a bit of joy in his eyes. Kasper thought this look suits him more. He then pulls up the address on his phone and makes his way to the he loves being in the dark like this, some what of a primal need to be sneaky. In reality he just really likes not being stared at but convinced himself of some sort of lone wolf syndrome. He wanders the streets, perhaps looking for some new faces to greet and befriend
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