I present a triple-update today to make up for my lack of updating in the past months.
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When Matt was working, there were very few things he could stand.
He couldn't stand the heat of summer—sans air conditioning—making him sticky and gross from the sweat that clung to his skin persistently.
He couldn't stand the unforgiving and loud noise of the traffic rumbling down on the streets below, with their toxic fumes just waiting for a chance to infiltrate and poison his lungs.
He also couldn't stand the indistinct mumblings coming from the apartment beside theirs because he could never make out what exactly they were saying, and that was just plain annoying.
He hated when his dad decided to barge into his room for utterly pointless reasons like taking out the trash or asking where last week's newspaper had gone.
Sighing in defeat, Matt leaned back in his chair, fed up with all these things he had no control over. All he wanted was a cool breeze and some earplugs to block out the infuriating things that dared to disrupt him. A moment of silence came--bliss--but was soon interrupted by a new nuisance. In the other room, he could hear TK playing with his toy trains, making all the sounds that trains made when crashing and smashing into each other. The thought of his younger brother being so violent with his toys for once brought the tiniest smile to Matt's face and he decided that maybe, some things were tolerable after all.