Ennui

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Nah, just get to them. Best apologise sooner than later.

> Go see the lass and say sorry. Just tell her you were just taking off your sweater.

>Apologies before exploration! You will keep chivalry alive, dammit!

knock on their door and start untying your shoes

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SpoilerOh my god. It's been. Two years. I've just finished college, and I arguably have nothing to do. I had ceased updating all forum adventures because it became too much to do along with highschool. I was in a very demanding highschool and it was stressful, but hey! I'm no longer shackled to that. fghdfgj. I'm gonna try to continue... some things depending on how things go. I actually had images in my folders so... yeah. hahaha.

> ENNUI

> No time to waste! Go and apologize now!



You... suppose it would be a good idea to apologize immediately, right? It would just be awkward if you waited? But maybe, just maybe, it might be creepy if you went right now, yeah? So... Maybe...

Oh, you're stalling. You're definitely stalling. Why, why, why? Why are you like this.

You take a deep breath. In, out. You need to do this. Before you moved in you told yourself you won't be the socially awkward, creepy idiot you used to be. You're going to do this.

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Hoo... You head over to the door and knock on it, your body is frozen. But still kind of hot. You're redder than a tomato... Even redder than the color the artist draws you.

Okay Alex. Time to kick names and take ass.

You flinch as you hear someone scurry around behind the door in panic, as if flustered by the fact someone is visiting.

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Spoiler???: I'm coming!

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Spoiler???: Oh! It's you!

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Spoiler???: I'm really sorry about earlier! It was really rude of me-
ALEX: No! No, you shouldn't be sorry. It was definitely my fault, I mean, I told y'all. I told you guys that you didn't need to knock when you wanted to come inside and- look, I'm super sorry- you definitely didn't need to see that. I really hope that didn't mess up how you view me as a neighbor.
???: Haha! I guess we're both somewhat apologetic.
ALEX: I, um. I guess so. Um, why did you come into my room anyways? You were like... 25 minutes early.
It's been a while since someone's moved into this apartment, so I was really excited. I heard from the landlord that someone was moving in and I practically freaked. That was actually the reason I came in with pie... I really wanted to see you! You're somewhat different than I imagined, but I don't think that's a bad thing.
ALEX: R-really? I don't really think... I'm someone to celebrate over.
???: You definitely are! I can already tell, you're a nice addition to the community. Hey, we can talk more in my apartment! I have another pie in the oven, so I can't really stand here.

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SpoilerALEX: I mean, if you want me to...
???: Great! Then follow me. It's a bit of a mess... but...

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Spoiler ???: At least it's not filled with boxes!

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Her room... was odd. Not in a bad way... It was unconventionally beautiful.

There were wires strewn about the floor, making it almost look like a control room of some sort... or an MLG's room. If you find one mountain dew in the fridge you'll eat your pants.

But... It seemed homely. There was a distinct smell of home cooked food in the air that seemed so delectable that you felt your stomach growling. Also, there was a light whirring of gears that ticked in a very concise manner, and it reminded you of a lullaby you had listened to once as a child. Everything screamed motherly, and you looked over at the woman to discover she seemed somewhat bloated in the womb... she was pregnant. Your heart warmed.

But contrasting with the warm nature of the house, there was a somewhat lanky man relaxing on the couch looking through his phone. He had an ominous air about him and everything from his looks to his stanced screamed "I lick sharp knives because I'm an edgelord!" You decided you wanted to make no further comments on him. He was too edgy.

Hey.

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Wait a diddly doodly DARNED moment, this room is larger than your room. The apartment's even got 3 other rooms! What in tarnation. You're gonna have to have a conversation with Mr. Landlord over his "Wacko's Fun-house" of an apartment building.

hey, dont judge a book by it's cover and dont judge a dew by it's label. Go say hi to mr glasses!

Cautiously greet the edgy nerd. Be careful though, you may startle him.

> Talk to the edgelord! What could go wrong?

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Spoiler???: Oh, wow. Iris, Hawthorn has a Tinder. You'd think a man of his repertoire would have a boyfriend already. But nope. Still on the app of desperation and flirtation... Aaaaaand swiped right.

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SpoilerIRIS: Come on, Luci! Stop harassing the poor man.
LUCI: I'm not harassing him.
IRIS: You leave him cat toys and catnip every day at exactly 6 am. I'm starting to think this is an obsession. Either that, or you're attracted to him.
LUCI: Trust me, I'm not. I just enjoy messing with him. He gives me a good reaction, what, with how much he hates cats?
IRIS: You're so impossible. Oh!

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SpoilerIRIS: Today I brought someone with me! It's our new floormate! Ahem... Alex, meet my little brother, Luciano, or as we call him, Luci. Luci, meet Alex! He's the new floor member and he's really nice! I just talked to him, and he was super humble and kind. I figured you may like to meet him. Alex, say hi!
ALEX: Hhhhnhhhhgfhh...

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SpoilerALEX: H-hewwo?

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Oh my god. Ooooooohhhh my god. You can tell. He's disappointed. Pissed even. Why do you have a mouth? Why do you do this?

You should be executed for your crimes to the human race for butchering language.

Okay. It's okay. It's going to be okay! You can recover from this, right? Like, there is no way that this will destroy your relationship with them. Maybe... maybe this man also goes on Tumblr! Hopefully. You're praying to God, wherever he is.

But that's unlikely.

What can you do to recover from this?

You can't. Why have you said this. What chain of thought has lead you to this.

> T-pose to assert dominance.

Double down. Unleash the beast within and call upon the trash of your soul. This is now a fight to the (metaphorical) death and you can not simply win, you must conquer!

Double down. Unleash the beast within and call upon the trash of your soul. This is now a fight to the (metaphorical) death and you can not simply win, you must conquer!

Seconding.

No turning back, glomp the bastard

> Just commit. Commit to the persona you have accidentally created for yourself.

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Spoilerlmao got caught up with commissions. THIS COMIC IS A PERSONAL CHALLENGE, I WON'T GIVE UP!

> There's no way you can recover from this.





No... You've lost. You've lost the battle of communication. Your meme and social gears switched and you said the worst possible thing in this situation, the forbidden greeting only for the worst of trash, the utmost unwholesome word for first encounters. How could you? You saw all the warnings. You saw all of the chances you could have taken, and you blew it like the utter cretin you are. You are a toaster that only burns the bread that is given to you. How could you?

Wait...


> Double back. This is a losing battle, but if you lose your shtick, it'll be even odder. Do something worse.





No... If you go down in the battlefield of interaction, you'll go down a hero, not a fool. This is your one chance to create an explosion of pure social awkwardness. It'll flow across the land, AKA this freaking apartment, and let people know that you went down as a martyr for awkward people all over the world. It's time to do it. It's time to-


> T-Pose For Dominance.





You feel your holy energy spreading across the Earth.... Could this be the turning point?


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Oh my god.

The air is stagnant, so stagnant you feel as if you might choke.

Who is this guy? Why is he so intimidating? He seems like he's in some kind of mob and he'll find you and kill you for your crimes against humanity and oh god you can see a glint in his eyes is he really mad?

You catch your breath.


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SpoilerIRIS: Oh my goodness! I can tell you two already are getting along! Just look at that glint in Luciano's eyes! Alex, you're going to fit into this building already, it's apparent! Oooh, I should introduce you to James after this! He'd be sure to like you as well with how amicable you are!

You are screaming but God cannot hear you. He will not save your sorry ass from the Hell you have stepped in. O, woe! Alex XXXX has seen his last days.


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SpoilerLUCI: Okay. I like the cut of your jib and all, but I'm really suspicious as to why you're here. Not just anyone gets into this apartment complex. It's expensive to boot, and... special. You look like you're just... average on all accounts, no offense.
ALEX: None taken, I've been told that a lot.
LUCI: So if you're just an Average Joe, how did you get here?

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Now that you think about it, how ARE you even here? It costs a lot to live at this apartment complex, heck, it's practically a luxury service. Is this even an apartment complex? You never really thought too hard about it. Then again, you never think hard about anything.

Was it free, or did you manage to gather the money up somehow? Or did something completely insane happen... Man... Maybe you should tell Luci what happened, he seems like the type of guy to be cool with this stuff.

> The landlord is a relative or friend of a relative. You aren't really sure... something like that though. You think. Maybe. You think it might be some kind of mistake. That maybe it's you who is the mistake.

> Awkward shrug

You were a part of an unwilling trade.

You weren't out for long, just to the corner store and back. However, upon your return everything in your previous dwellings was gone. As far as you can tell not even a single dust bunny was overlooked by your mystery thief. In place of all your belonging was a gaudily decorated ticket and a note with the address of the apartment complex with a single sentence below it.

"We hope you enjoy your stay, Alex."

You were a part of an unwilling trade.

You weren't out for long, just to the corner store and back. However, upon your return everything in your previous dwellings was gone. As far as you can tell not even a single dust bunny was overlooked by your mystery thief. In place of all your belonging was a gaudily decorated ticket and a note with the address of the apartment complex with a single sentence below it.

"We hope you enjoy your stay, Alex."

Seconding

You were a part of an unwilling trade.

You weren't out for long, just to the corner store and back. However, upon your return everything in your previous dwellings was gone. As far as you can tell not even a single dust bunny was overlooked by your mystery thief. In place of all your belonging was a gaudily decorated ticket and a note with the address of the apartment complex with a single sentence below it.

"We hope you enjoy your stay, Alex."

Yep, that sounds about right.

>Maybe you just catfished a LOT of sugar daddies to get the money to get here

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SpoilerALEX: Something... kind of weird happened, now that I think about it.
LUCI: Kind of... weird?
ALEX: Kind of sort of... weird. I don't know, it might not be that odd.
LUCI: You can't just say that it's weird and not tell the story.
ALEX: Well...

> Story Time.

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SpoilerALEX: I guess I have no choice but to tell it.

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SpoilerALEX: From what I remember, it was a frigid, Winter night. The breeze would engulf pedestrians in a thousand frozen knives, carving straight through their clothes and into the bone. Streetlights flickered with an atmospheric neon glow. The sky overhead was a mixture of pitch and the moon's silent shine, blue and black blending like cream in coffee. Any normal person would not dare to tiptoe on the concrete. Of course, I wasn't a normal person.
ALEX: Ramen rations were dangerously low, and fearing for my safety, I immediately ventured into the streets to my local 24/7 convenience store. I donned my furred hood and a sweater, ready to face Jack Frost's wrath. Traversing through the darkness, I made my way to the haven, and purchased several cups of a young adult's sworn ambrosia, then made my way back to my house. My eyes were frozen, and as I stared down at the doorknob I had reached toward... I felt the urge to blink.

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SpoilerALEX: Nothing was left. No furniture, no food. Not even the slightest bit of sawdust. Every single part of my house was gone. My mind went blank and filled with white noise not unlike the snow that had fallen the day before. And then I felt an overwhelming sense of loss. I walked up to the land that used to hold my house, and looked down at a single ticket on the ground. I bent down to pick it up.
ALEX: The ticket was a voucher for a hotel I hadn't heard of until then. "Gouache Luxury Apartments." All it had was an address and a singular message.

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SpoilerALEX: We Hope You Enjoy Your Stay, Alex.

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SpoilerIRIS: Oh my god! That sounds awful!
LUCI: Yeah, from the way you worded it, it sounds like you were devastated, what, with all the thespian rambling?

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SpoilerALEX: I mean, not entirely.... I met y'both out of it.
IRIS: Aw, you're so sweet!
ALEX: I think the most traumatic thing about it though is the fucker stole my dog and cat. Though, if I were him, I'd steal pets too.

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SpoilerLUCI: Alex, it was really great getting to know you, but I think you're almost late for your welcoming party.
ALEX: Wait.

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SpoilerALEX: AW BEANS YOU'RE RIGHT I'LL SEE Y'ALL LATER GOTTA RUN GOTTA GO BYE

Try to not panic just because you're almost late, it should be fine.

Your place is a mess, you are a mess, everything is a mess. If this was a normal situation you'd take a shower and tidy up enough as to avoid being judged. This is not a normal situation and you don't have nearly enough time to change that.
At this point the answer simple; Febreeze everything. From the door to the floor and yourself especially included, drown that shit in the sweet scent of Febreeze.

Remain confident! Find a really nice hat and put it on -- it's impossible to not feel confident when you're wearing a Very Good Hat™.