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10:14 a.m
Tom's POV
"Yea, mum- I'm totally fine. You don't need to worry about me- Yes I know how to do my own laundry- Yes, I know- Mum, I'll call you later, I need to finish unpacking- Yup, yup- Bye,love you!"
I sat down the box in my arms, on a nearby table, and ended the call, while my mother still kept on talking.
I huffed, noticeably stressed from everything.
"Your mom is really worried about you...what is this like...the 5th call you guys had since you got here?"
Jacob chuckled, while finishing off his cereal.
"Ummm...yea, I think so.... Uh do you mind if I turn on the TV? It's really quiet in here." I responded, to which Jacob just shrugged.
I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, being met with a news channel that instantly popped up.
"-a killer on the loose. Investigators say this maybe connected with the last five murders that took place in Queens, this past month. Eyewitness News reporter, Seth Goodwin, has the story from-"
Jacob pushed past me, landing on the couch. "I've been waiting for another one to happen, oh my God, I need to call Zen-" Jacob whipped out his phone from his pocket seemingly excited, so I cut him off.
"Hold on, call who- and why are you.. excited?"
"Ohh.. you don't know..do you?..."
I shook my head to that.
"Well come here, I'll tell you," Jacob patted the other cushion on the couch that he was not seated on.
Once I sat down, Jacob grabbed the remote to mute the TV, and started explaining the situation.
"Ok, so before you got here, people in Queens started turning up dead, and not like regular death, it was all murder, which we first thought nothing of it, until the rate kept on increasing, and when stuff like that happens without someone being caught everytime, people form a lot of conspiracies. So one conspiracy is that the city is trying to control the population by randomly selecting vulnerable victims. Some people also think its realtime Michael Myers."
I lifted one eyebrow, weirded out by the whole situation. "And..what? You have your own conspiracy?"
"Hm, not really, my friends and I formed one similar to the Michael Myers one, but honestly we're just curious about who the real killer is, or killers, if there's multiple. It's just something fun to do, while being locked up in boring ol college."
"Ohh..Well...I'ma finish unpacking, before my mum calls again," I used that excuse to end the conversation, while sliding off the couch, and grabbing more boxes, heading to my room.
The reason was that I didn't want to be bombarded with worries, when I just arrived here, I want everything to seem amazing, so my mum don't worry anymore, but how am I supposed to make it without worrying when my roommate is a conspiracy theorist who is intrigued by murder?
I groaned, and put in my earbuds while I finished unpacking.
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9:46 PM
I decided to go on a stroll after being cooped up in the flat all day unpacking, while Jacob was conspiring with a friend on the phone.
The night breeze was sorta calming, while all you could hear was car horns in the near distance, and your footsteps as you walked on the pavement.
A convenience store with LED lights that partially lit up the sidewalk caught my eye when I walked past it.
And knowing there's barely any food in the fridge at the flat, I decided to check it out.
I walked in, the bell above the door ringing, and my ears being met with small tunes that played from the intercom. I smiled at the cashier and grabbed a basket, noticing only one other person in the store was shopping, besides me.
I shifted through the aisles, examining items and putting them into the basket, meanwhile I could hear the other customer moving condiments from the aisle behind me.
The atmosphere in here was kinda awkward, being alone, it felt like someone was always watching your every move, or maybe it's just because I'm socially awkward.
Once finished, I made my way to the counter where the cashier lady scanned my items, and put everything in a bag when done.
I smiled at her once more, and stepped back to head out the door, only to be met with a warm body instead, I fell back, spilling a few items from my bag.
"Woah there kid, are you alright?" A manly voice spoke upon me.
I glanced up to look at the man I just tripped over. He bent down to meet my height on the floor, and started to pick up the few items that fell.
I looked at his face, he was attractive to say the least. Penetrating blue eyes, combed back brown hair, and muscles that you could vividly see through his tight long sleeve shirt.
My mouth watered at the sight..did I really just trip over him?
Yes, I did.
He pulled me up by my elbow, and put the items that fell in my bag, while I just stood there shocked.
He looked down at me smiling, like he was waiting for me to say something.
"Ummm...I-I tripped," Was all I could say. Curse my anti-socialness for making me say something absolutely stupid to a hot man.
"Yea.." The guy chuckled, while still smiling at me. His eyes started to scan over my body while I just stood there, which started to make me extremely nervous, because do I look ugly?
"Ummm, ima- I'ma go- I have to get- back..." I slowly crept back, pushing myself through the door and running all the way back to the apartment, remembering the awkward moment I just caused.
Arriving at the apartment, I quickly slammed the door behind me and set the groceries on the kitchen counter.
"Woah...why in such a rush man? Did Michael Myers chase you here?" Jacob came out of his room laughing.
"No, I just did something real stupid and embarrassing," I whined, opening the fridge to snatch a water bottle to chug.
"But you always do something stupid or embarrassing, someday you just have to accept your weirdness, and stop looking down on yourself," Jacob tried to sound inspirational.
"Haha...so funny," I said clearly sarcastic, while putting the groceries in the fridge.
"Well Tom, besides that I don't think you should be going out alone at night, especially since what's been going on lately," Jacob sounded concern.
I closed the fridge and gave Jacob an annoyed look. "Jacob nothing's gonna happen to me, and it's not like I'ma go wondering outside every night. So it's likey I'ma not cross paths with a serial killer,"
"Things can happen sometimes you know... I'm just being worried about you... I mean you're new to New York and all, so you might end up lost-"
"Well...I love you too...mum," I interrupted sarcastically as I headed to my room, and closed the door behind me. "And goodnight!" I screamed, hoping he would hear through the walls.
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Jacob's POV
"This kid..." I shook my head, he acts like a baby sometimes...a British baby..
I grabbed a snack and headed into my room just like Tom did. I do worry about him sometimes...I mean who goes running around the city at night... alone!? And to be honest, I'm pretty sure he doesn't know how to defend himself either.
Poor kid is too innocent for the world...I've known him for 8 years now, and he acts just like he did back then...He really is a British baby.
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