Domino
Prologue
In the Beginning
My life was fine before. Having a stable job in a stable country. It was in the early wee hours of dawn when I left my house. Travelling by foot towards to my workplace, the scenery was cool and fresh, peaceful for my liking. As I sat on my desk, loads of work are thrown on me. Ami was there, my assistant, helping me out throughout the day. We often speak of her life and as much close as co-workers. When the clock at the far corner of the wall strikes four, I already left for home.
Near winter, cloudy day. The cold freezes some other people, the thick, fashionable clothes are in trend. Most of the people look silly on their neon outfit and overly make-up. They look as if they were celebrating halloween in an extended version for the year. Some creatures are so easily to be swayed by fashion to the exaggeration point of looking either overstuffed or understaff. I just saw women in bikinis jogging in the slippery side of the road covered in thick ice, flirting on men in cars passing by, causing traffic and accidents for the seventh time of the day.
My name is Serena by the way.
The sky's so clear despite of the cold. I sometimes think of penguins and polar bears when I'm alone. But being with Amy calms me. Today's the day. She introduced me to his boyfriend, Zachary. He is a fine young man with an oddly long hair tied in a single ponytail. It reminds me of the medieval era in poets.
But he was a casual man, a man whom Amy got her eyes set on.
"Se, what do you think suits me? This chiffon dress or this red coat?" Zach bugged me from my room, scattering clothes as he tried on each one in front of the mirror. He was too preoccupied that he didn't caught me sneaking towards his front and flicked his forehead with my finger hard. He stammered backwards and lost his footing, causing him to fall on the carpeted floor.
"What did you do that for?!" he rubbed his sore forehead, and glared at me.
"It should be 'what do you think suits for Ami?' you dimwit!" I leaned forward and grabbed him by his collar. "It is proper for a lover to woo his lover. And that is my clothes by the way. Go buy one on your own! Geez, barging in my room without my permission.." I pick up the scattered clothes and neatly arranged them in my clothes as he got up from the floor.
"You still haven't changed." He flashed a smile before he turned to leave, locking the door before closing. "Don't sound so ancient!" I shouted at his retreating back as I imagined him waving his hand on air after the sound of the closing door.
Little did Amy knew this part of him.