Kapitel 2: Ch. 1 Cramps and end....?
I'm currently walking (kinda) along the pedestrian lane, reaching the intersection of the road along with the night shifters from our office hub.
I see the large trucks just waiting for us to pass through the crosswalk.
There is a huge fire truck with obviously worn-out firefighters in the deck (siren is off), then a truck with an M*RKS on the side., and an oil tanker truck (that I'm always afraid of to go near).
All three were roaring their horns at me who is limping along the crossroad that feels like such an f* up moment for those involved.
Why am I limping, you asked? Because I want to belong...
For that, I need to take you back two weeks.
--flashback--
I just started at my new office job processing electronic paper records of an insurance company that was base in the US and Canada, hence the night shift.
At first, I was truly happy. It was easy enough and the pay was decent with benefits are included.
The problem is the culture in my new team.
My co-workers are so chummy, it invokes such a pressure to join them in their activities. A simple coffee break becomes a quick party to STARBUCKS. 'Why is it so pricey? It cost nearly half of my daily wage.'
Our allotted smoke breaks became a vape session in the parking lot. "
*cough*cough*
Smoke… I'm used to because of my grandpa (Bless his soul). But that vape thing is like a mist that lingers and sticks on to me.
They keep having nonsensical conversations about the latest Korean drama they were watching.
I mean, ' I watch Netflix too, but can you guy focus on training me? I'm at a lost with what you are doing'.
Furthermore, I'm still getting used to working the night shift and already having a hard time staying awake more so understanding things.
The recent one was a hike on a nearby mountain trail outside the city on the weekend.
'After our Friday shift?' I questioned their life choices.
"Work-Life balance is important, bro", said a guy that I'm pretty sure has a maid at home.
We clocked out at 6am Saturday. Changed clothes. Commute from the office to the foot of the mountain.
"Relax, this one is easy for beginners" said the guy who obviously had done this multiple times. I mean, the dude had leg muscles that scream, 'I can deadlift 500 lbs!'.
And for what? For a few pictures at a top of the mountain to be posted in their social media with the caption #BLESSED.
After the hike, I came back to my place and slept the whole of Sunday.
My laundries were still in the bin. I can't move my legs to do any chores. My nana will be mad if she saw the surrounding mess. Bless her soul.
When I went to work on Monday night, smiling, laughing about our weekend. But deep down, I'm screaming to myself.
'I worked a lot of muscles I never knew I had before!! Not to mention, I threw my budget for the month because I had to buy new stuffs for that f* outing. Huuu.. So stressed 😫. 'ADULTING' is hard.'
*!BEeeeep!!!! Beeeeep!!!* Howler, the trucks.
.." I'm going as fast as I can!!!! " I shouted as i pick up the pace. Then ...
*BRoooM!*
Out of nowhere, a motorcycle snuck in between the trucks and heading towards me.
!!!! 'My legs can't move.. F*ck' !!
Bam!!!!
"Ahhhgh!" I was pushed into the moving traffic..
*BAM!* Where I got hit by a rushing ambulance. 'Woah that's lucky, I can hitch a ride' chuckling to myself. Then I skid a bit on the pavement, feeling a warm and wet feeling on my back and forehead.
I'm surprised I didn't feel any pain… I think someone was screaming in the background, but I can't find the energy to turn my head around…hmmm…
I saw the big trucks facing me at a stand still. As if saying "truck-kuns were not at fault". I curse silently at them.
Funny how I was thinking of getting hit by one of them earlier and getting isekai'd to somewhere else... huuuu... 'Life.'
But i saw the ambulance stopped, open its back door and then people rushing towards me ..
'hehehHeHeHe' I laughed .
I mumbled, "It's an ambulance TRUCK!!!"
The end…?
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Wow, my first tym writing, I had fun with this. I am not sure if I'm going to go forward with an HP fanfic.... I'm still researching the related articles on what's allowed. I read J.K. Rowling gave an ok for fanfics, but I'm still double-checking. Furthermore, I already had some notes and ideas jotted down, so if all goes well I can go ahead. If you had tips or reminders on writing here. You are welcome to drop a comment.
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