The message was normal, but something about it just had Jamie feeling quite uneasy. It read, 'Meet me at 10 in the hotel close to the big park. Tonight.' Jamie couldn't help but feel his insides burning with frustration. He didn't want to meet the man, obviously, it was no other than Hisashi who sent the text! Jamie had the intention to reply with a simple 'Sorry I can't go' but even he had the inclination it would take a bold move to do so. Jamie was shaking in despair, how was he to relive his nightmare of three years ago. He hated just thinking about it. He checked his phone when he saw the present time, it was 4:14 P.M. So, five hours and forty-six minutes are how long it would take to accept his fate.
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Present Time: 9:08 P.M
Jamie was in his room, on his futon, reading a manual for an old T.V set to "kill time" even though it was tremendously boring. It was no use, he had to do something, right? Typically, when Jamie is nervous or agitated he tends to kill time by reading or doing something so boring. That's what he's doing right now.
He was dressed in his most presentable attire, clothing that suited him. Nothing too over the top or fancy since he couldn't afford much. Wearing a white button-up shirt that fit him a little big, untucked, formal dress pants that he thought would be noted presentable, to finish off the look he decided to go for some of his everyday wear shoes that consisted of some black sneakers. He kept reading the manual when he began to pace back and forth. After a while Jamie decided to go early, giving it would be quite the walk from where he's currently in. Making his way down the stairs when he gets stopped by his drunk father. "There he is!" His father yelled with excitement, hugging Jamie, who glared at his actions. "You hit the jackpot! I knew getting you this job would make us a fortune!" He continued as he began to walk upstairs. Jamie was looking dumbfounded and went down the remaining stairs. He quickly opened the door and ran to the nearest bus stop, not wanting to see anyone he knew.
Present Time: 9:47 P.M
Leaves were falling down in one direction, guided by the breeze of the wind. Jamie was walking to the hotel in small steps, thinking he'll be able to get a little time to calm himself. Walking a little farther, Jamie stops as he sees a figure of a tall man. He recognizes the man instantly to be no other than Hisashi, he was wearing a long light brown coat, black dress pants, what seemed to be a long-sleeved white collar shirt, and a black-tie. He was texting something on his phone as his left hand was inside the coat pocket. Hisashi was patiently waiting as he now began to scroll something on his phone. Jamie stood rooted to the spot, he began to shiver a little as he walked forward. Hisashi turned his head and saw Jamie, and waved. Hisashi walked closer and Jamie just smiled at him like some idiot. They exchanged greetings and made their way to the hotel.
The room was nice, it was really spacious. It was amazing in Jamie's eyes, the king-sized bed was covered by a white duvet, the pillows were also white. The couch however was a light warm gray, and the bedside table was small and had a little drawer. Jamie entered nervously, at the front of the door were slippers, Jamie didn't know if he should take his shoes off, Hisashi did it so he did too. He thought they were really soft. Hisashi took off his coat and Jamie asked if he could take a quick shower, given as he was too nervous. Hisashi nodded and went to the mini-fridge where he got a beer bottle for himself. Jamie zoomed to the bathroom and began to frantically take off his clothes and glasses. He got in the shower and began to wash while muttering random things.