On the 13th day of christmas he had broken up with his gf the night before, he had not had any sleep, he had no appetie. a scruffy brown-haired teen with glasses speckled with rain entered one of his university buildings, and began his ascent to the top floor. To his side stood a a slightly shorter skinny friend with blond hair that sits like a loose mop on his head. they ascended while exchanging in mild pointless chatter both hesistant with the excitement of what was to come.
They reached the top floor walked briefly and arrived at an old brown door. the unlocked it and entered the tiny studio donned their headphones and began a 2 hour radio show where they chatted,played music and bored the hell out of their producer.
The show ended, peacfully, the brown hair boy left got a on a bus to a shorthaired girls flat where a christmas party was being thrown, he funded dinner met his asian friend and they proceeded to spend the next 8 hours drinking like fools both aware of what they must face the following morning.
the morning broke, the brown hair boy and his asian companion rose from the semi consicous alcohol fueled slumber and fell onto the first bus to the university.
they entered the building from yesterday ascended the stairs in silence in which they entered the tiny room with the old brown door. hey donned their headphones and created the best morning show the radio statio ever had the good favour of broadcasting.
I am a uni student.
I am the brown haired boy.
and i still have no idea what i am doing.
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