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You were driving through the vast woodland of Oregon, heading to your new home in Gravity Falls. Your belongings packed into your treasured car, with boxes crammed everywhere with everything inside it, clothes and leaves from plants spilling out from the top of them.
You continue to drive along, turning the music up when one of your favorite songs comes on, and you start singing along, whilst reaching for your drink in the cup holder.
"Fifteen miles to the, love shack, love shack yeah!"
As if on cue, or for the sake of plot, A sign flashes past you reading;
Now entering Gravity Falls, "Nothing to see here folks!"
You woop loudly, You're now in your new town! Finally! God you can't wait to pass out on your new bed and set up your workstation. You drive a little faster, eager to get settled in as soon as possible.
You fly past another little sign, which is in the shape of a question mark, pointing towards a side road further ahead. Then another sign that reads;
Mystery shack? In fifteen miles????
You let out a little laugh, as you drive by. The town coming into view.
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You pull up to the small carpark of your new apartment, grabbing the first few (Light) boxes and knocking on the door of your landlady, who opened the door and handed you the key immediately, before shutting the door, not saying a word.
weird...You shrug and make your way upstairs.
You look at your key, which has an acrylic keychain on it, displaying your apartment number; 23.
You twist your key in the door, before bumping it open with your hip, then quickly placing the boxes in your arms on the floor, before running back to your car and getting the next two. You repeated this until all that was left was your mattress, easel and bedframe (Which you bought especially for your new place).
"Ah shitttttt, how the hell am I gonna get a king mattress up here by myself?" You moan, whilst biting your thumb to try and come up with a solution."
The mattress was stuffed through the back of your car and reached all the way up to the front seat, which didn't leave a lot of room for your possessions, but ah well, you wanted a giant bed all to yourself.
You (attempt) to heave the mattress out of your car, shaking the whole thing in the process, and it budges slightly, allowing yourself to get a better grip on it, before giving it another pull. You huff and breath heavily as you give up your battle with the mattress, your hands on your knees. In one final attempt, you sigh and throw your head up in the air, tying your hair up so it's out of your face, and roll up your sleeves.
You were gonna make this mattress your bitch.
You weren't exactly sure how you managed, but you got your mattress to the foot of the stairs, heaving it up as you go. Thankfully you were only on the second floor. So it was a nightmare, but not absolute torture.
"Oh god! Finally! I've done it." You sigh a breath of relief as you finally pull your mattress to your floor. All you have to do now is move it into your apartment and go back for the rest of your stuff. (Which you had moved inside as you were struggling with the mattress).
It was a valiant effort, and you definitely needed a drink after putting the rest of your stuff in your apartment. You would unpack later, right now you couldn't be arsed.
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You got in your car and drove around, trying to find a bar so you could celebrate your moving (across state and your mattress). You found one that wasn't too fancy (as you clearly weren't dressed up enough) and parked your car, heading inside. No sooner had you gotten out of your car, you see a young man walking in your direction.
"Hey, sweet ride! I always wanted a car like that" He smiles at you, clearly impressed by the car.
You chuckle, "Thanks, this has actually been one of my dream cars since I was 15" You smile to yourself, recalling how excited you were when your parents gave it to you for your 21st Birthday.
"Aw no way! that's so cool you got your dream car. And no problem, if I see a car I like, I gotta see who's lucky enough to drive it!" He smiles at you again before thanking you and walks away waving at you.
You wave back before heading inside the bar.
The bar is crowded, with lots of people you guessed were in their early twenties, packed on the dance floor.
You walk over to the bar and order a cocktail, your not quite sure what's in it but the ingredients sound alright to you.
The bartender nods and gets to work making your drink.
You scan the bar, looking around to see what it has to offer: A large dancefloor in the middle of the room, with around 30 people dancing along to Voule Deux by BABA, Booths that were along the back wall of the bar which were sparsely filled, and doors to an outdoors area directly opposite you. There was also a small stage, which held the DJ in their booth, along with a small corridor that had a sign saying "Karaoke".
It looked like a nice place, you thought. You turned back around to see your drink was placed before you, you reach for your purse to pay the bartender, but he raises his hand,
"First-timers get a drink free! It's on the house" He shouts over the loud music.
"Thank you!" A free drink? Don't mind if you yes.
The cocktail is pretty nice you decide, it's fruity but not too sweet, and you can't taste the alcohol that much either. lovely.
You ask the bartender for a shot of raspberry vodka (To which you actually pay for this time) and sling it back, feeling the adrenaline go through you. It's always good to celebrate with shots, you would of had more but you still had to drive back home after all.
You thank your bartender and wave to him as you exit the bar, making your way to your car.
As you get back to your car, you start thinking about how much you like this place already. It's small town charm definitely starting to rub off on you.
You start your car up, the radio flicks on and starts playing Rapture by Blondie. You always thought it was a weird song, but something about it's weirdness made you like it more. you started to sing along when your favorite part came on;
"You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too, Mercurys and Subarus! And you don't stop, you keep on eating cars!" You loved that part of the song the most.
You arrived home and parked your car, heading up to your apartment and flopping down on your mattress. You were lucky it was the start of summer, otherwise you'd be freezing without the covers. You started to feel yourself falling asleep, the alcohol in your body keeping you warm, but before you fell asleep entirely, you took your bra off, not wanting to sleep in the uncomfortable thing.
ahhhh that was better. you shrug off your jacket and pants, only remaining in a tank top and your underwear.
Then you finally fell asleep. peaceful dreamless sleep.