"I'm yet to see any, are they good? I have heard a little bit about them, a spoiler here and there, but not enough to actually understand the plot of the movies. Althoguh from what I have seen they seem pretty nice." He finished up his slice and looked into the box. He had about six slices left, but he wasn't too hungry, plus he didn't have a lot of money to spend on groceries and such, so maybe this could be dinner and lunch for the next day or so, depending on how hungry he would get, "So do you work as a fulltime artist?"
He let out an over dramatic gasp. “Dude if you’re gonna be my roommate then you have to see the Marvel movies. And yes, I do pretty much work as a full time artist. Thankfully, I get a lot of commissions. But sometimes I do have to work a part time job or two.”
"I don't know, about having to see the movies, if I feel like sitting around and watching one or two, I guess I will, but you'llmhave to give me some suggestions." Checking his watch, he began to step away from the table, "I, uh, excse me real quick, I have a call that I need to answer around this time." He headed back to his room and grabbed his laptop. He then double checked to make sure that he had closed and locked the door, and closed the blinds before answering the call. Then, he let his wings come out, it had been quite uncomfortable hiding them the whole day. As he waited for the meeting to begin he quickly recounted some of the facts that he knew about Connor, at least the things that might prove helpful to finding out why he wasn't in the system. All of the humans were there, so that angels could be assigned to them easily, so either there was a glitch in the system, or something was very very wrong.
“See you later then.” He mumbled and he too made his way back to his room. He flopped down on his bed, scrolling through his social media, which either made him smile or want to destroy humanity. It varied from day to day. But thankfully, today it just made him smile. He’d continue to scroll through for the next few minutes until he felt a pain in his eye. He cursed and stumbled to the bathroom, making sure to close and lock the door. “These stupid contacts.” He muttered, fishing the troublemaker out of his eye. He got it out after a few minutes of struggling and sighed in relief. He looked at himself in the mirror, one eye green and the other now completely blood red. “Curse these dumb color contacts..”
Bennet began to fidget a bit with his bedsheets beneath him as he continued to wait, after about a minute or so he was finally admitted. Smiling as happily as he could he greeted everyone on the call then went on mute. He normally didn't say too much during these meetings, he knew that if he said one wrong thing he could be demoted to who knew what. But eventually, it was his turn, he quickly told all the important he information he had gathered on his roommate, what his profession was, what his interests were, but was a little disappointed to find out that they couldn't find him. Then, he was kicked out of the meeting. He muttered a veggie curse under his breath then turned the show back on. Not really caring if he crushed his wings he flopped down on his bed making himself comfortable.
Connor let his eye calm down a bit before grabbing the saline and attempting to put the contact back in. These things were expensive. And while he could definitely do it, he didn’t necessarily want to start making counterfeit money to pay for them. Thankfully, the contact went back in, and he emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later.
Bennet sighed, it had been a couple of episodes and he was growing bored, he had waited a bit making sure that Connor was in his room before he decided to come out. He knew that he could hide his wings easily, and if need be memory wipe the guy of that, or honestly a lot of other options were at his finger tips too Grabbing some pajamas. he headed to the bathroom and found his toiletries quickly, and began to wash up, it was sort of late, and he didn't want to come off as gross or something. He changed quickly, then came out his wings still in full view.
Unfortunately, Connor was in the living room. Luckily for Bennet, Connor didn’t see him. He had his headphones in and was merely absentmindedly staring out the window. The sun was just going down. No matter how long he’d been on Earth, he still always loved the sunsets.
((Oof, I'm sorry this is about to be short, I have no clue what to write, so uhm, sorry. . .))
Bennet turned and noticed Connor, and quickly hid his wings, then while the guy was still looking away grabbed a bottle of water and headed back to his room. Once again, he flopped onto his bed, it was still pretty early, and he had gotten a lot of sleep on the bus, but tomorrow would probably be a busy day for him, at least he figured, not that he really minded though, he enjoyed what he did. Well, he sort of did.
((Dude it’s okay all my responses are hella short XD
Connor only noticed Bennet as he was leaving the room. But he figured it was nothing. He actually appreciated that Bennet hadn’t bothered him. “I should paint another sunset soon..” he muttered to himself absentmindedly. It was a habit he’d accidentally started. Every time he moved somewhere new, he painted the sunset he could see from his apartment. Dorky as hell, definitely. But he enjoyed it.
(Okay, uhm should we maybe time skip or something?))
((Yeah that’d probably be smart))
(Oki doks, uhm do you want to start or should I?)
((If you could go ahead and start that would be lovely))
(Yeah, no problem)
Bennet woke up early the morning, and almost freaked out seeing himself in a completely different room, and not having smushed wings underneath him. He pushed himself up and looked around, it was still sort of dark outside, but the sun had begun to rise. Grabbing a cardigan off his chair his headed onto his balcnony taking in the sunrise and the peace and quiet of that day, then he heard a fire truck siren going off the distance. Groaning he walked back into his room and closed the door behind him, he had always been a morning person, but mornings in the city were new to him, Heaven had always been quiet, with the only noise being the music and songs that were always playing, and the occasionally chatter of the mortals that now lived there. So he figured that he would need to adjust sooner or later, since he really had no clue as to when he would be going back home. And then he remembered that he would need to find a job soon, it had been explained to him over and over that he would need to find a job since they weren't going to pay rent for him. He could only hope that the nearby library had openings. Or really that any jobs would have an opening. Still wrapped in his cardigan he walked out of his bedroom and to the kitchen, he wasn't too hungry from eating the pizza the night before, but it would look a bit odd to never really eat, at all and somehow still live. He opened the door to the fridge and smiled happily, there was actually food in there, he figured that maybe Connor had gone food shopping, so maybe he shouldn't eat any of it. Sighing he closed the door and looked down at his clothes, Walmart should be open right now, and I don't think anyone will think that I'm in pajamas, so screw it, I'm going shopping. He grabbed his wallet and phone and headed out the door. It only took him about an hour to get his groceries and come back, and he was excited to make an omelet or something, even cereal would have made him happy at this point. He opened the door to the apartment, and saw that Connor's door was open, so he figured that he was up as well.
Connor had been up for a few hours by that point. He hadn’t heard when Bennet got back from the store, his mind focused on his current task. He’d lain a tarp on the floor of his room so he wouldn’t get the floor dirty. He’d pulled out one of his bigger canvases and was starting on a commission he’d gotten awhile back.
Bennet began to put the food away, putting the dry food in the cupboards, then putting everything else in the refrigerator. Then came the hard part for him, deciding what to eat. He walked over to the fridge and just stared at his food, trying to come with something to eat, then just decided to go with a bowl of cereal, but just like everything else about him, he was weird about eating it. He knew that most of the angels, and mortal ate cereal by pouring the dry then the wet then eating it together, but he was a bit different. He grabbed two bowls then set them down on the counter, filling one with cereal and the other milk, then he sat down and began to enjoy his food. He would get a spoonful of the food, then dip it in the milk, then would eat. He didn't know, but that way of doing it appealed to him the most.
After a while of working, Connor decided to take a break and go get something to eat. He pulled his headphones out of his ears as he walked into the kitchen. He saw Bennet there and was about to greet him before seeing how he was eating. “Uh Bennet? What the heck are you doing?” Connor seemed…concerned.
Bennet took another spoonful of his cereal and smiled cheerily at him, "I'm eating cereal." He looked around not really noticing anything wrong, "Am I in your chair? I'm sorry I can move." He stood up and moved his bowls over to another spot on the counter, then continued to eat, "Oh, and good morning! I didn't know if you were awake when I was awake, and so I went food-shopping, and if you want or need anything, that's fine you cane help yourself."
“Okay cool but um….” he tried to think of a nice way to ask this but internally his brain was 100% in ‘what the hell’ mode so the likelihood of him being polite was slim. “Why do you eat cereal like that? That’s weird as hell, man.”
"I don't like it when my cereal get's soggy, it grosses me out. So this prevents that from happening, and plus, I just like it this way." Bennet smiled at him not really noticing how impolite Connor's question was, he had gotten it a lot of times, "You mean to tell me that you don't eat it like this? I don't see why not, it's much better this way." He finished up in between words then drank the rest of the milk, "If you don't like it I can not do it around you."
“No no you can do what you want…I just think it’s weird.” He muttered the last part under his breath before shaking his head quickly, as if to clear it of the thought. “Anyway, I’ll probably just be in my room all day so if you need anything that’s where I’m going to be.”
Bennet nodded not really paying attention to what he was saying. The four year old side of him was making itself none. He had noticed an odd shape in the wall and was studying it, "Alright, that sounds fine to me." He turned his head this way and that, just trying to figure out what it looked like, "Have you ever seen anything like that before?" He murmured as he studied the shape more closely, it's so interesting."
He noticed that Bennet seemed to be spacing out and it made a lot more sense. He looked at the shape on the wall, starting to study it as well. “Huh…I really don’t know.” He fell silent, continuing to stare at it.
Bennet sighed and turned back around trying to just pay attention to what Connor was saying, "Okay, if you want, I'll just keep my music quiet, and again, if you want or need to be quieter that's fine. I don't mind." He said as he began to wash his dishes, "Do you want me to make you anything though? I really don't mind, it's no problem at all. In fac, I like to cook."
