Voltaire

Hugo: Woke up to his alarm clock, only something felt wrong yet again. He rolled over to Voltaire who smiled "Morning buttercup." Hugo screamed and jumped out bed. "What....How....WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED!?!?!?" Voltaire sat up and tilting his head. He then gives a small shrug to Hugo "Well you don't really have anywhere else to sleep." Hugo jumps and opens the bedroom door, points frantically to the couch "THAT CAN BE USE AS A BED!" Voltaire stared at the couch as if insulted to be told such. He then got up slowly and says "If you're worried I'm going to 'probe you'..." He said making air quotations. "I am not, your not my type anyways." moving past Hugo and out of the room. Hugo shuts his door and felt oddly insulted "I don't believe this, I'm not even an aliens type." Part of him was wondering why that even matter or bothered him. He tries to shake it off and go back to his somew...

Hugo: Hugo woke up in his bed, to his annoying alarm clock. Like routine he reached lazily over and smacked the snooze button, then rolled on his back.Only this time, something felt different, something had changed and Hugo could not recall. He laid there, staring at the ceiling, hints of last night flashing before his eyes. Memories of the guy with red eyes and the guy with green eyes, seeing black blades go through the green eyed mans face and chest. Hugo shook his head "It was just a dream. A really strange bad dream." Hugo got up and a smell came to his nose, it was familiar, he couldn't place it. He grabbed his robe and glasses, slowly he go to emerge from his room to find the smell. He leaves his room standing behind the couch in the living room and turns right to view the kitchen. He saw the dark dressed man, in his kitchen cooking. Horror flashed across his face "OH GOD IT WASN'T A DREAM!" he shriek. Voltaire looks over his shoulder "Ah, you ...

  Hugo:  Hugo woke up to his alarm going off, he lazily slapped his hand down onto the clock. Smacking the snooze button, he turned to his back, as if debating whether or not to get up today. After much debate, Hugo decides to get up and walk into the bathroom, on his way he casually scratches  his butt behind the boxers. shuffling his feet, he turn and start the water for a shower. He take his boxers off and switched the faucet. Testing the water temp, he hop in and give a slight screech as he gets use to the water. Once dressed Hugo went to brush his teeth, he put on his glasses once done. Staring at himself in the mirror, he turn from left to right. He points at the mirror and winks, before he slowly lower his hand and shakes his head. "Todays the day Hugo, you're gonna ask that girl out." fidgets a little in front of the mirror, before he turns and grabs his stuff. He got his back pack and headed out the door. Voltaire:  Smoke filled the air, there was small ...