Prologue
"For the love of God! Can you not utter one word every second? Don't you get tired of talking every freaking time?! Cause I do! So please, let me have even a minute to myself!" I snapped as I nearly pulled all my hair off my head due to my frustration.
The roads outside are full of cars and people wanting to go home as soon as possible as the night's finally settling in. The sky was empty yet so dark like the mood they're currently in.
"B-But..." She stuttered as her eyes begin to get all watery all of a sudden.
"Oh my god, would you shut the fuck up, please?!" I'm really annoyed at this point. It's like she hasn't even heard a single thing that I've said. It's harsh but I'm a person that can't handle my temper and she knew that too well and yet, she didn't know when to shut up.
I sighed. I've had a long day and all I want now is to sleep but I'm even being deprived of it.
I was up at exactly three in the morning and if anyone know me well the info of how much I love sleep is an understatement. The way to the office was just as bad. I missed the bus that could've saved me 30 minutes because that's how much time it took to wait for another one to arrive.
My luck was yet again tested when a cup of blazing hot of coffee was almost poured on me upon my arrival on the reception. My stop was at the 14th Floor so imagine the misery I had to face when I was greeted a sign plastered on the elevator door on how it was under maintenance at that very moment. I almost wanted to rip my head off on how bitter that day was and it was just starting off.
Inhale. Exhale. Inha-
Oh, fucking shit. You know what? I just want to lay in my bed and do nothing. I'm too exhausted from getting all worked up. I'm even regretting it now.
Ugh.
Not a second later when suddenly the world started to spin.
"O-Oh my god!" She shouted. My legs are getting all wobbly by the minute.
All I remember was her panic-stricken face before I was enveloped by darkness.
Oh no. Not again.
I mentally groaned.
