Reborn as the Non-existent Character
Morning Hustle
in one of the apartments buildings to be exact.............. Is a small sized two-room apartment........even though it's small size it's cleaned neatly and had a faint rosy smell of detergent and everything seems to belong in its place
In one of the rooms is a small dimly lit bedroom ...... probably lit by the streetlights through the window.......a body can be seen lying on a bed with white sheets and an emerald green blanket.......the body is a boy...... he seems to be sleeping peacefully, but there's an evident frown on his face
just as he starts twisting and turning a sharp trill of an alarm clock shatters the silence of the early morning.......
the boy groaned softly as his hand reached out blindly to silence the constant ringing .......his body protesting the early hour......still heavy with the kind of exhaustion that never quite went away.....
But there was no time to waste……..he swung his legs over the small creaky bed in his modest apartment .. .. rubbing the sleep from his eyes…
It is only 5:00 AM and the streets of Madrid are still cloaked in darkness
Another day same as the last one
He grabs the bottle of water next to the alarm clock and takes a few gulps............he then stands up starts stretching his body
Frontward..... two times.... Backwards.....two times
sideways and then a few hand and leg stretches
he then walks to the bathroom......the floor cold beneath his feet as he shuffled inside ..... flicking on the light
The mirror above the sink is cracked......a jagged line cutting through his reflection .......but he didn't spare it a glance......he didn't need to.......he has no time for vanity.
He grabbed a toothbrush and brushed his teeth swiftly.......
He then proceeds to take a quick shower
The shower sputtered as it turns on ......the lukewarm water awaking him completely.....just like any other day.....
He scrubs his body quickly....and steps out of the shower while towel-drying his hair
He applies some face cream and then dresses into a plain black t-shirt and jeans with a sweatshirt
He grabs his backpack and swings it over his shoulder......
By the time it clocks 5: 30AM….. he's out of the door....... The early morning air sharp and biting as he walked briskly to his first job of the day.......the streets of Madrid still quiet and dark.......only a few people.... Also with their own problems on their way to tackle with them
HIS FIRST JOB OF THE DAY.....
A small family-owned restaurant where he works as a cleaner .....
The restaurant dimly lit when he arrives...... He unlocks the door with the key the owner had entrusted to him........ flicking on the lights and getting started with work......
He cleans the tables.....mops the floors... and wipes the windows until the entire restaurant is almost spotless......
By the time the owner arrives......the boy is done with stacking the chairs and putting away the cleaning supplies
Restaurant owner
Gracias hijo * smiles warmly*
(Thank you, son)
The owner said warmly as she rummaged through the bags she had .........she took out some pastries in a cute pink bag and handed them to the boy as thanks......
Restaurant owner
No te olvides de recoger tu salario el Viernes......*pats his head*
(Don't forget to collect your salary on Friday)
Boy
Si, Gracias seño *smiles politely*
(Yeah, Thank you Mrs.)
The boy smiled politely....... accepting the bag before heading to his next job.......
At 6:15 am ......he moves onto his second job of the day.....
A café......a few streets away where he runs errands before it opens
At the cafe ......he picks up a list of groceries and hurried to the convenience store............his movement efficient and practiced.....
In a few minutes he arrives at the convenience store......
Boy
Buenos días * greets*
(Good morning)
shop keeper
Buenos dias
(good morning)
The shopkeeper greeted him with familiarity as he efficiently gathered the items..... carefully checking them against the list......
He then returns to the café with the groceries....... neatly arranging everything on the counter before leaving
By 7: 00am......he is back to his apartment.......
Takes a quick shower to wash away the smell of the cleaning supplies and changes into another outfit for college.......a crisp white shirt with jeans and a plaid shirt over it .....
He prepared a simple breakfast of eggs and toast....eating quickly while he checks himself in the mirror......
He then applies a bit of lip balm........by 7:30am ......he is out the door again......
He heads to the bus station......
The bus ride to the university is short...... just forty-five minutes........but the boy treasures the brief moment of calm.........
He stared out the window...... watching the city come to life as the sun is rising.......
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The way you are describing all the things, it's soo beautiful 🤧✨
2025-03-17
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ϐׁׅ֒υׁׅꪀׁׅϐׁׅ֒υׁׅꪀׁׅ🐇
who are you boy~~~~
2025-03-17
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ϐׁׅ֒υׁׅꪀׁׅϐׁׅ֒υׁׅꪀׁׅ🐇
45 minutes!! is short!!???
2025-03-17
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