It's high and dry 6 in the morning yet the lewd sounds wouldn't stop until past 30. On it's fast track onto climax, I've reached my own insanity, grumble under my breath constantly for the past 4 hours, are those two even humans? The loud begging and screaming for the finishing line imprinted into my virgin mind like a first kiss. I hate to admit it to anybody, even to you, but Mr hasn't slept last night also. I'm slightly frightened, is it supposed to be standing attention all night? Mr never did that before, haze by his position I lift up my boxer and take a peak, sure enough, he couldn't be more dry.

The alarm rings, in my own haze, I stand up only to be let down by my two limp legs. Arghh, everything is limp!!

Having to swallow my own hatred for society, I prepare myself for work.

Stoping halfway, realizing I haven't took out the trash yet, hurrily buttoning up my shirt only to fall down as I rush toward the entrance, thank God I tied the plastic, and stand up. It's just happened that I fell in front of my bathroom door, seeing my reflection in the mirror, the muscles I call buff and the v-shape jaw line of that of a K-pop idol, I narcissisticaly behold myself for five minutes straight until the sudden notice hit me hard with a scoff in the face with time.

"The key..The key!! WHERE IS THE GODDMAN KEY??!!"

Now, I'm even louder than the next door neightbor, a sure loud bang clarify that.

"WHAT THE FUCK??" I exclaim at the top my lungs, nothing? I dash out of the condo.

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