Owls and a Fool part 4

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #753, #754
part 1: h ttps://pastebin.com/g2AsxTm8
part 2: h ttps://pastebin.com/HpRT419x
part 3: h ttps://pastebin.com/4wHMMaVy
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Owls and a Fool Ch I Revision Pt I
>Here be Anonymous, lying in bed with a sleepless look in his eyes
>It was currently 4:06 AM, as Anon discovers with a glance at his phone
>”Mmph…”
>Anon lets out a groan as he takes a trip to the kitchen
>It seems to be getting worse by the day
>Not only my sleep schedule, but also my family relationship
>It’s a routine to wake up in the middle of the night and grab a snack from the kitchen
>As well as think about my stupid issues
>Anon finishes his chili pepper as he walks up back to his room
>Yes, I have resorted to eating incredibly spicy foods to seethe and cope
>Possibly sneed, too
>Maybe a bath can help me relax
>As Anon starts up a bath, he makes sure to get the water lukewarm before he gets in
>Stupid water always getting twice as hot after you’re in there
>Anon turns on the radio as he starts getting used to the water
>Some slow jazz always does the trick
>Anon closes his eyes and reflects on his daily life
>You’ve probably guessed that I get into trouble quite often
>Street fights, blood money, drag racing, among other things
>Just last night I was scolded by Stolas for coming home beat up from the local bar
>He may be an adopted father, but it’s still good to see he treats me no differently than he would a normal son
>He rushed me to bed tonight, because God forbid my mom finds out I was injured
>Last time I was in trouble with her, she gave me a 45 minute talk about “not acting like royalty” and “behaving like street scum”
>Remember when I was on the balcony smoking?
>Yeah, it was that
>Maybe I’m a part of the problem
>Constantly getting in trouble is making it all worse
>”Anon, you’re going to do better”
>As Anon drains the bath and turns off the radio, he goes up to the balcony about to grab a smoke
>He stops, remembering his promise to himself
>”Not today”
>Anon, fully rested, gets under the covers, ready for a hopefully long sleep…
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Owls and a Fool Ch I Revision Pt II
>A loud crash is heard not too far from Anon’s room
>God damnit, I was going to sleep for a while too
>Anon checks his phone once again to find that he had only slept for 3 hours
>”Again, Really?”
>I might as well get ready considering that the breaking of pottery isn’t going to stop anytime soon
>Anon dresses up in a Verosika Mayday T-shirt, A leather jacket depicting different “green plants”
>Long black pants, and a pair of snake boots
>Just because I’m technically royalty doesn’t mean I can’t yee my haw
>Anon heads on his way to the kitchen to deal with his daily bullshit
>He notices Octavia on her way as well, hopping over a broken vase
>Before a shred of sound even leaves his throat Octavia has already held a finger up near his face to shut him up
>I guess Ock’s gonna be a bitch today
>Oh wait it’s everyday that she’s like this
>Why am I surprised?
>Rolling his eyes at Octavia’s sudden bitchiness he makes his way into the bathroom
>Both because he wanted to stay away from his family, and because he didn’t want Stella to see his bruised face from last night
>Anon stares into the mirror, with a sudden despair surrounding him
>I haven’t even started to do anything yet, and it’s leading into a cancer that won’t stop growing
>Anon doesn’t even notice the arguing as he starts to become lost in thought
>"I can’t live like this"
>"I just want to be loved again"
>Anon struggles to keep tears from falling
>He holds a strong grip on both sides of the sink
>”Won’t someone give me the strength to have my family love each other again?”
>A sudden knock on the door jolts Anon out of his thoughts
>”WHAT?!”
>”Anon?”
>It’s Dad knocking on the door, it’s the only person I can tolerate right now
>Anon opens the door
>Stolas is looking down at him with worry, noticing his bloodshot eyes
>Anon senses the sincerity in his look
>Maybe he’s the first step to bringing our family back together
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Owls and a Fool Ch I Revised Part III
>Stolas signals Anon to follow him away from the other two
>Is this gonna be another lecture?
>I’ve had more than enough of those
>Following Stolas into Anon’s room, he notions for him to sit down
>Anon obliges, curious as to what Stolas has to say
>Stolas takes a short breath in before speaking
>”Anon…”
>”I can tell you’re upset, you don’t need to hide it from me”
>Anon doesn’t respond, waiting for Stolas to continue
>”Why?”
>Ladies and gentlemen, the million dollar question
>Bullshit mode activate
>”I just haven’t gotten my coffee yet, dad. I’m fine”
>Stolas gives Anon a look that says “Yeah, totally Anon. 100% believable”
>”Okay, fine, you got me”
>”I want to spend time with you all. I’m feeling less connection with every single one of you”
>”It’s like I’m some… stranger to you all. Especially Ock”
>Stolas stays silent
>”It’s like I’m not even there…”
>Knowing his usual attitude, he’ll probably shrug it off
>Wait, why’s he coming closer?
>Before Anon knows it, he’s wrapped in a tight embrace by Stolas
>”Anon.”
>”Why didn’t you tell me this before?”
>Oh, nothing, I was only having constant mental breakdowns because you made it seem like you don’t care
>Anon stays silent, only holding Stolas tighter
>”Tell you what, Anon”
>He perks up
>”I just told Octavia that we’re going to be going to Loo Loo Land, and I think it would be perfect for you to come along!”
>Anon freezes at “Loo Loo Land”
>nonononono
>GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE YOUR DIVINE PUNISHMENT
>… I can start bonding more
>Even if it’s at a shitty theme park
>”Alright, but do you promise to let me go on my own? I can take care of myself, you know”
>”Of course! I’m even bringing special bodyguards with us!”
>Anon holds back a groan
>Stolas notions Anon and Octavia out of the house
>Oh.
>It’s the IMP van.
>...
>Fk.