After a long and hard day, Marino had just passed today, the tall, hunk man then closed his laptop down and he called it a day as soon as he had confirmed that the day's work was over.
He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already nine in the evening.
Marino then reached for his cell phone to call his sly best friend, none other than Mickey Young.
After several rings away, Mickey, who had rather slanted eyes, finally picked up the phone.
"Hello," asked the man on the other side lazily. Marino could faintly hear gunfires on the other side of the phone.
"Where are you now?" Marino asked to the point.
"I'm at My Tech. Do you want to come over?" Mickey, who currently was immersed in playing a virtual game, screamed in annoyance now and then whenever his shot misses his enemy.
