Yoshio Watanabe walked up to a shabby looking house that stood in a deserted neighborhood; he looked around, the sun was already setting. He pushed open the door, “Isao! Move your ass! You have been sleeping since forever!”

A head with a black mass of  wavy hair sticking out at odd angles looked up from the single bed that was resting in the corner of the tiny house.

“Ahh! Why don’t you knock before you come in, annoying bastard?”

“I would have to stand knocking forever then. You have been sleeping nonstop.”

“What else do I have to do? With you feeding me, I have nothing to worry about anyways.”

“This punk! The Boss is going to a nightclub tonight, I will be accompanying him. You wanna come with me?”

“Nah, no money.”

“I will lend you some, it’s better to have you there than to leave you here all alone.”

“No good clothes”

“Take some of mine”

“Shoes?”

“Arh! All the shit I have to endure to ensure that you are alive!”

“What about- “

“One more word and I am dragging you there naked! The place is really bosh, you can catch a lady or two if you look good.”

“I look good as hell”

“Yeah, whatever. I am leaving. Remember to take a shower before coming there!”, Yoshio yelled as he closed the door.

“What a pain in the neck”, Isao Ito sighed.