"Now. Who is Haley Shawn."
This was the end I dreamt about. It was just that it was not Ralph that appeared, instead, their boss, Marco.
He was not was I imagined of him in my head. I saw him as a very tall man with long man bun. The only thing that correlated was the wicked look and character.
When my name fell out of his mouth. I spaced out, feeling like I was the only one in a room of fire with no water to quench it and the worst was that after being burn almost to death, an ultimate ice was coming to solidify me into a statuette.
Slowly, time ticked back to reality and I heard Sophia saying out loud. "Can I drink water, I mean we had a party yesterday" she gulped irritatingly. I closed my eyes
"Are you insane, Sophia? This is not a comedy show." Tracy muttered but deep as she spoke through her gritted teeth.
