It won't stop

==Matteo==

I poured myself a glass of orange juice, before munching a piece of Oreos cookie. I set a bowl on the table, threw in an entire bag of the chocolate snack and slapped in some milk. I'd never thought I'd do this: deal in junk. But life had a way of shaking you up. Of shaping you to be something you never were. Since untold hardship lurked around, I had to indulge myswlf. It was likely I'd never get the chance to do taking a bite from a cookie of ores. I then so again.

There was a knock on the door.

"Yes." The door squealed open I didn't lift my gaze because the footsteps—the sound was easily recognisable.

"Sir, I've got something you might want to see."

With my eyes still fixed on my bowl of Oreos, I said, "What?"

He moved closer and extended his hand. This prompted me to look his way. He was holding a tablet. He was holding a tablet. The fuck he was. What now, I thought. Couldn't I just have one day to myself? One last day to indulge myself before the inevitable doom?

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