When humanity is said at its best, things just couldn't go any worse
-Anonymous
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"Morning..." And it's Saturday, dammit I shouldn't set the alarm this early
Swoosh~
"Ah Christ!" Shivers down my spine, cold as ice. The morning crisp and windy weather must've made some sort of mini cyclone in the air. Should've closed the windows.
Ping!
Unknown message. My father always told me; always be careful when you got an unknown message, could be someone who want to hurt you
"Come to office. We need to talk -J"
Except for something like this, when your employer wants to talk to you, you know this could be worse. "Be right there" send
SSDD. But hey seriously, what can you do about it?
Might sounds racist but, black is what I mostly have. Black TV, black car, black X-Box, black T-shirt, black jeans, black skin jacket, black this, black that, and a pair of white shoes. Hell, my hair is even black.
After I had a shower and ate my breakfast, which is only a piece of bread-a standard morning procedure-, I proceed to the next objective. Put some clothes. What? You can't expect me to put some clothes right after I had a shower. Besides, I live with nobody else.
ping!
Now what? "Meeting cancelled. Proceed to safehouse -J"
"The hell are you plotting now?" I wonder
SSDD. But hey seriously, what can you do about it? A leap of faith? Sure. I took a deep breath and exhale, clearing my mind and trying to think straight. Sorting out my life. My name is Cross. Daniel Cross, and I live on my own
Clack! I twisted door knob, opening a path for myself to go. I'm not sure where, but alas, it is unknown possibilities
Winter Fall