FANFICTION =D
Everybody in the city are getting ready to go back home. They're packing their things in a rush and quickly jogged to the elevator. When they got to the basement they press their car keys. They jumped in their car and drove off. Almost every road in the city is jammed by the hardworking citizens. They can't wait to go back home, have dinner and take a breath after a long day of work.
As for Cloe, her work starts in the evening an ends till late at night. That way no one can disturb her, except avoiding security wondering all over the place. This particular evening, she is to start her work by hiding in the toilet.
"He's on the move," her via wireless buzzed.
"I'm on it," she answered in a kind of harsh tone.
Cloe stood on the toilet bowl seat and climbed up the wall of the cubical. She opened the ceiling and hoists herself up into the air ventilation system. She was on her knees and had to crawl to keep moving.
She stops at an opening and takes out her PDA that showed radar on the screen. With the beeping light, she puts a wide grin on her face.
She had her gun ready and aimed at a position where the suspect is predicted to pass. Cloe lay down front ways, focusing on the time for shoot.
Referring her PDA, the suspect will come in any second now. She stays really quiet. Then she felt something crawling up her leg. She looks back and sees a four legged creature with long whiskers and two bucked teeth with a long tail and disgusting looking fur.
Cloe had always hated rats. Usually, she would screech and jump up and down when she sees one. In this situation, she holds her breath and tries not to let out a scream. She only let out a sigh to calm herself.
As the suspect's getting closer, Cloe's getting ready to shoot. But then, the rat crawls up her butt. Cloe shivered and shove the rat away with her left hand. The rat hit the wall of the air vent and made a 'thumb' sound. The suspect got startled and ran.
"Damn it," Cloe cursed in her breath. She jump down and ran after him.
"Don't lose him!" her via wireless buzzed again.
So begins the cat and dog chase in the Darby Park hotel.
The dog catches up to her prey. But the cat starts to play rough. He takes his gun out and shoots at Cloe. Cloe manages to miss the bullets. She hides behind a wall and loads her gun. It appears he did the same thing. Cloe peeps out, and she shoots at him but she missed.
The blasting guns are heard throughout the building. The emergency alarm went off. And the people in it began to panic.
In a stadium of the same night, screaming fan girls had their voices on top of their throats as a band finishes their last performance.
"Thank you all for coming here tonight. You've been such a great audience," the lead singer with long electrocuted hair and dark eyeliners bowed to end the concert.
The four of them got off the stage sweating like pigs. A backstage crew handed out face towels for each of them.
"Man it's hot here!" Bill whined wiping his wet face.
"Well we are in Southeast Asia aren't we?" Tom pointed out.
Bill just rolled his eyes at his twin brother knowing that Tom likes to thinks he's smarter than his brother.
This is the first time the band has ever been to a tropical country. The weather there is completely different. Humidity is high, temperature is high and it's nothing like the weather they have toured before.
The boys made their last wave of goodbye to their adoring fan girls and hopped into the limo. As the driver pressed the gear and the vehicle begins to move, the boys left out a heavy sigh.
"Tired huh?" Tobi asked. They all nodded at once. "Well, don't let the weather get to you," he took a sip of ice cold water.
"But it's just soo heaty and I won't stop sweating and the back of my shirt of soaking wet and it feels uncomfortably chilly and weird" Bill complained.
The rest of them looked at each other and shrugged. "Dude stop being such a drama queen. Just think of it as summer," Gustav said putting his hand behind his head showing his wet pits.
Everyone gasped and stick their fingers in their nostrils. They laughed at Bill's random face expressions that he made to tease his friend.
Jost who's sitting at the front seat turned back. "Hey guys just to let you know, we're not going to the hotel,"
"What? Why?" Georg asked.
"Something happened at the hotel. There were gun shooting,"
Georg looked at his friends in confusion and shrugged.
"Where?" they heard Jost say "Okay.. . Sure… Thanks a lot," he ended his phone call.
"So?" it was Tom's turn to ask.
"Uh, that was a friend of mine. He said it would be safer if we stay at his house,"
"He doesn't mind?"
"He's staying abroad so I guess he doesn't mind. We just gotta get the keys at his office," Jost explained.
"Okay," "Cool," they answered with agreement.