Sᴜʀʀᴏɴᴅ (Tɪᴄᴄɪ ᴛᴏʙʏ × Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

🌹Act-13🌹

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Your POV˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

*Tick... Tick... Tick... *

Why am I here? Oh right, sleepwalking. It only takes me a few seconds to realize I've woken up in a room. An unfamiliar room at that.

The room is encased with punk band posters and the smell of moldy laundry.

"𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝙾𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴!? 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝚄𝚃!"

Oh- it's that teen again.

*You're room is dirty.*

"𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍."

How frustrating- nonetheless, I retrieve my notepad gifted to me by Tᴏʙʏ and scribble down a small message.

'Let me clean your room, please.'

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖? 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝?"

*ˢᶜʳⁱᵇᵇˡᵉ ˢᶜʳⁱᵇᵇˡᵉ*

'Nothing.'

"𝚂𝚘, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢?"

*Yes-*

"𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔- 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢."

He- actually said yes. The teen gets up from his stained mattress to reveal to me a whole closet- filled to the brim with cleaning supplies.

"𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙲𝚘𝚍𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎- 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 '𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚜'."

I take my time to note the complex cleaning material in this closet- while the teen throws on his signature 'white' hoodie and crusted jeans.

*SLAM*

Well, he said he wanted it done before he got off work. Tᴏʙʏ usually gets done around 3 pm. But, he said he usually got done early. That makes me think a little- when does everyone get off work?

That time I was begged to come to Hoodie's room- it seemed like everyone was off. So, around 4 pm ish.

I'll just ask about it later- for now.. let's get this done.

First I used trash pages for all of the 'leftover' trash that resided on the surface. They were mostly tissues, wrappers, and empty dog treat boxes.

Does he even have a dog?