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Techno sighed. He was so unbelievably tired. Not only had he had a full day of classes, but he had also had a full shift. Right after. Like really universe. Why him?
He fumbled with his keys, before almost getting hit in the face by the door, when it suddenly swung open.
“Watch out! Do you want me to die or something?” He jumped back at the last second, making sure he did not, in fact, die.
“Sorry” Dream exclaimed. “Didn’t see you”
“Bruh”
Dream looked at his roommate, Techno looked like he wanted to pass out.
“Tough day, huh?”
“Are you kidding? It was the worst! First, I had to listen to 5 hours of how to write a good five paragraph essay, and then I had to write it! The whole thing. I’m still not done.”
They had moved to the kitchen and Techno dropped his backpack on the floor, before dropping onto on of the chairs and sighing.
“And if that wasn’t enough, a Karen screamed at me for selling her a defect blender. Like bruh, you have to remember to plug it in for it to work. How is that my fault?”
Dream chuckled in agreement.
“Yeh, some people make you wonder how humanity have not yet gone extinct.”
Techno nodded in agreement while he stood up to find something to eat in the fridge. He looked at some white rice, before shrugging and picking it up with some cocked pork.
“Are you just going to eat that cold?” Dream exclaimed when Techno just found a fork in the drawer and sat down again.
“Why not?”
“You’re a madman”
Techno rolled his eyes, before taking a huge bite of rice while staring directly in Dreams eyes and chewing threating.
“What is wrong with you!?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
“What does that even mean?”
“What do want it to mean?”
“Wha… I’m giving up. You are a menace, you know that right, Techno?”
Techno chuckled menacingly before finished eating the cold rice and pork, throwing his fork at the sink and missing completely.
“For the first meal of the day, it wasn’t that bad.”
“First meal! Do you mean to tell me that the clock is ten PM, and this is the first time you have eaten today? How are you even alive?”
“Technically the espresso I had this morning was my first meal, but...”
“Coffee is not a meal Techno! We have been over this.”
“Yes, it is!”
“No, it is not!”
“It has nutrients”!
“No, it literally doesn’t”
“Bye, going to bed!”
“You can’t escape this conversation.”
“Can’t hear you, the door is blocking the sound.”
Techno closed the door quickly before Dream could say anything more.
Why did his roommate have to be so worried for his health anyways, he was fine. And weren’t all college students supposed to barely eat anything to save money anyways?
He rolled his eyes at Dream, who still hadn’t stopped talking, before going to finish his essay. The professor had set the time limit for 8 AM tomorrow, and he needed to get it done ASAP.
Did the professor want to kill him or something? They had barely gotten any time in class to even start, let alone finish.
When he was done with the essay, he absentminded looked at the clock, before seeing that it was 3 AM. How had time even moved that fast?
He scrolled a bit on his phone, before noticing an ad for blood donation. It looked super sketchy, and Techno could not imagine anyone that would ever fall for it.
Then he saw the payment.
Yeh, now it all made sense.
It was more then he would make in weeks as a part-time employe all in one day.
Clicking on the link, he started to fill out the form. There were some normal questions, like age and occupation and some a bit weirder ones like blood type or how ok he would be with alternative methods of drawing blood. That one was weird.
At one place it even straight out said if he would be ok with being bit in the arm.
So, his future employer was a vampire, cool.
At the end he had to sign a declaration of confidentiality that said he would not disclose what happened at the job.
Well, that was weird.
Now he was actually starting to think the person was a vampire.
Was risking getting kidnapped or dying because of a vampire worth it, no not at all. But Techno had never really been that good at looking after himself. And, it was a lot of money after all.
After sending the application, he went to bed. After all, he still had school tomorrow.
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When he came home to his apartment after school, he opened his PC to see if he had gotten an answer for the ad he has clicked on.
Techno figured that probably not since it looked like a prank. Probably written by two highschoolers with too much time on their hands.
So when he opened his inbox and saw that he had gotten an answer, Techno was actually quite shocked.
It said:
Dear Technoblade
After going through all the applicants, it is with great joy I can tell you that the job is yours.
The first payment is going to be 200 dollars, but after that, payment can be discussed.
Meet me on Friday, at 21. Wilcon street, 8 PM, at the house at the end of the road.
Looking forward to meeting you.
Phil Watson
200 dollars. He had been right, this was more than weeks’ worth of working at the local store.
Well, it looked like he was quitting his part-time job. He hated it anyways. Maybe now he would have time to do other tings instead.
At least he did not have to interact with other people all the time. Costumer service was exhausting and he always felt so drained after coming home to the apartment after work.
And maybe he risked getting kidnapped, but who cared about that.
Not him at least. Maybe Dream to a certain degree.
Well not his problem. He was out here getting paid.
Writing a quick message back:
I will se you then, looking forward to it.
Before sitting down to finish his homework.
Well, it looked like he would know if he was getting kidnapped on Friday.
But until then, he had more than enough with school to think about it.