Face these black and empty skies

Now, you helpless boys and girls

                           Let’s escape this hateful world.

arisu-ni-sayonara

therealisticlogicalideologist

redsake

The young man sat at his apartment's computer desk, leaned back in a chair tilted sideways with his earbuds blocking out the world. A wireless keyboard sat in his lap, as he typed away at a memo for a job interview. Sure, he was an ass, but he could get motivated if it meant more money. Oh, was greed a developed trait...

Interrupting his temporary 'relaxing' euphoria, he faintly heard a fist rap against his door. With a agonized groan, he rose from his seat, ditching the keyboard on the coffee table in the center of the room, alongside his glasses. Loosening up the chain lock so the door could crack open narrowly, he gave a sharp glower at the figure outside.