[Markus:thought] Hi im Markus If you're listening to this well, i'm not sure why you would. You probably have much better things to do. But then again this is just my inner monologue so while I say that I really am just talking to myself aren't I.Yeah that's not crazy right? Talking to yourself like you're somehow with an invisible audience yeah not crazy at all.
Markus looks up and around him and sees the restaurant he currently works at. He stares at the deafeningly dull red paint on the walls and the cracked tile floors that looked like someone had came in with a sledgehammer and just slammed the floor in some places. Though this was the restaurant kitchen so maybe it wasn't supposed to be as decorative as the rest of the place.
[Markus:thought] I feel like I'm forgetting something
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Suddenly an explosive sound from behind markus,he jumps and gives out a shriek in return.
[Markus:thought] ah now i remember, i have to actually work in this place.
The cause of that uproarious racket that ripped my ears off was Remi,My boss. Now see,you remember that angry chick from food wars. Well, I hope you do because I only made it to episode four so this is a bad comparison but it's the best I could think of.
[Remi] STOP STARING OFF INTO SPACE AND GET BACK TO WORK!
[Markus] Christ Remi you almost scared me to death!
[Remi] WELL if you don't get back to work and serve these ******* orders i’ll beat you to death instead.
[Markus:thought] you see what I mean.
[Markus] Alright Alright I'll get back to work.
[Remi] Great,now the bakemans number 17 is ready to go, you know the drill.
Remi hands Him a cheeseburger and fries. He takes the fresh warm meal out the kitchen and on to the dining area full of customers and other waiters serving and taking orders just the same as him.
Eventually markus’s shift ends and he's finally able to step outside the restaurant and heads home. Markus steps outside ,looks at the orange tinted sunset sky,gives a sigh of relief and starts his walk through the bustling city to his home.
The freezing air blew on markus’s face as he walked as if somehow it was trying to stop him from getting home and feeling whatever small amount of heating his apartment had.
[markus:thought] you know despite how many times we argue Remi might just be the only person i really know in this city.
How sad is that.
Markus gets to his apartment and opens the door and flips on the lights. His apartment isn't very large but though it lacked size it also wasn't very cluttered either with little decoration except for ta few posters of his favorite musicals,books and shows. It had even less furniture with only markus’s bed, an armchair,and a small wooden table.
Though no matter the size Markus still took some comfort knowing he was home, so he took a deep breath, smiled and walked inside.