It was not that quiet as much as I expected, there were still people hanging around, waiting for their time. Some people only went to the Upperworld in late October according to some tradition. It was super fun up there where they went, people celebrated the death. I could tell you that Halloween was not the same comparing to that. Halloween was like human making jokes of death as a costume but this, this was another way of immortals coming to terms with the death; it was a celebration of the death, it was what they proudly wore to respect their ancestors and their culture.
Well, that was rich coming from me who didn’t really care about who did what. All I wanted was just…live and just pick some random stuff to do groceries and just went back to my home. My roommate was an easy-going person so I could pick a microwave food and she wouldn’t care.
I picked cereal box, cotton of milk, bananas, apples and meat. I was just kidding when I said I would buy a microwave food, that girl would definitely punch me in my face if I did that. One time I bought Hot Pockets back as a dinner and I was cursed all week long, and by curse I meant my roommate used a real curse making my life hell for a whole week, like electricity not working only in my room or my alarm didn’t work, shit like that. Basically things you need to know about my roommate is she was a little shit (and me too). The employee behind the cashier looked bored. I could tell she was a witch, a young-looking witch, maybe an apprentice of some sort?
We did have school and college like mortals here in Underworld because we did care about education even after death but we also had special school for witches and other creatures (that was not a political correct term but I’m talking to myself, so sue me). It was not like Hogwarts or something like that or even if it was I wouldn’t know because I’d never gone to school here. The Underworld was not an only place for immortals but also other mortal creatures, some of them preferred living up there but some had to stay here, like me.
Enough chitchat, I had to be home before dinner otherwise she would kill me. I picked up the plastic bags and walked back to my house. My house was just a small house located in a calm neighborhood. I had been living here since I was beginning my life here so even though I had enough money to buy other place I just stayed here alone until not long ago that I got a roommate.
“I’m back,” I said, opening the front door and walked to the kitchen to put the groceries there. Kat shouted from the living room, “Finally! I swear I almost ordered pizza about ten times.”
Well, like I said, most people didn’t find me friendly, I’d only got one friend, one roommate and one colleague, wait, that was the same person. Yeah, here, meet Kat again, she was that person.
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