Cold mornings..
It was 6 am, and Paintbrush's alarm went off. They slowly sat up, stretching and yawning. They stood up, wobbling slightly. Paintbrush went to their walk-in closet, heading to their vanity and sitting down, fixing their hair.. Or bristles. They then got up, heading to the bathroom and getting ready. They splashed water on their face to wake up, before brushing their teeth and washing their hands. They stepped out, groaning quietly at the loud squeaks of the door hinges. They looked over, watching as rain tapped at the window. They suddenly tripped on their own feet, grabbing a nearby shelf to stay up right. Maybe don't look at the window while walking? Paintbrush headed down the hallway of the large, four-person hotel room, walking into the living room, where they saw Lightbulb on the couch, watching some 'Flamingo' guy on YouTube. Apparently he was a ROBLOX YouTuber.. Whatever. Paintbrush sat down on the couch, wincing at the YouTuber's loud shrieking and laughing. Lightbulb seemed to be smiling at the video, her gap tooth showing. Gosh, why did she have to be so adorable to Paintbrush?? Paintbrush looked over, noticing Fan drawing on the floor with Test Tube. The clock struck 8 something.. Crazy how time flies. There was a small knock at the door, Paintbrush getting up and opening it.
"Who is it..?" Paintbrush sleepily asked, looking around, before noticing a package at their feet.. 'FOR LIGHTBULB.'
"Lightbulb! Did you use my credit card on 600 Robux cards again??!" They shouted, Lightbulb cowering down into the couch.
"...Maybeee..?" Her voice was soft and nervous, and she seemed a bit scared.
"Ugh.." Paintbrush sighed, looking her in the eyes, "You're too cute for me to be mad.. Whatever, just.. Take the god damn package."
With that, Lightbulb happily took the package, setting it on the floor and diving into it like a pool. Needless to say, lots of Robux gift cards were on the floor now.
"Fan! Get me a broom.." Test Tube sighed, seeming exasperated at Lightbulb's nonsensicality.
"On it!" Fan happily boomed, excitedly running down the hallway to get a broom.
It seemed to be 11 am out of nowhere, Paintbrush sighing as they realized it was time for them to go to the store. They groaned, getting up and throwing a jacket on. They slid into their boots, grabbing an umbrella. They went out of the hotel room, walking down the hallway and stairs. They noticed a whole lot of stupidity happening, such as a large game of "destroy everything in the fucking hotel." They just walked outside, before shivering. They pulled out their phone; 14 DEGREES??! They whined.. This day was just great, wasn't it? They pulled out their keys, heading to the parking lot. They got in their car, turning the heat on and waiting for a few minutes, before driving away. They drove for about 15 minutes, before pulling into the parking lot of Walmart. They got out of their car, heading inside..
Fuck. Black Friday.
People were running around and screaming like crazy people, the insanity just fueling Paintbrush's anger even more. They felt their bristles heat up..
"No! Bad Painty.. Don't just lash out on random strangers.." They mumbled, calming themselves down. They headed to grab a shopping cart, walking around the store and tossing things from the list into the cart. After an hour or so, they headed to the checkout, swiping everything and staring at the price. $300. On Black Friday. They groaned, pulling out their card and swiping it 5 times, due to the amount of declines. They made a small growl in anger, punching the checkout screen, breaking it instantly. Well.. It was Black Friday, everyone was running around and causing a scene.. Would anyone even notice if they stole?
After getting into their car again, they realized the answer was no. They felt a bit bad, but who the fuck cares? The started driving away, pulling back into the parking lot of Hotel OJ. They walked back into the orange hotel, heading back upstairs and to their hotel room. They carried the load of bags, setting them on the floor. Fan and Lightbulb dove in like the immature little rats they were, and Test Tube just sighed, chuckling slightly.
"YOU GOT ME GUM??!" Lightbulb yelled excitedly.
"Paintbrush! Lightbulb can't have gum, remember??" Test Tube groaned. There was definitely going to be an argument about this later..
"Chill out.. My day's already shitty, I don't need your yelling to make it worse." Paintbrush sighed, sitting on the couch.
They slowly drifted to sleep, not even noticing they were tired.