JameyI hate Mondays, I hate work, I hate people, I hate noise, in short, I hate everything except money, power, and respect, maybe a good smoke once in a while, but that was very rare. I'm woken up by an annoying sound coming from somewhere below me. "What in the world… is too early for this shit?" I mutter, slowly getting out of bed. I clench my jaw as I try to find the source of my annoyance. I scan through my third floor…Nothing, my second floor… Nothing, my first floor nothing. As I'm waiting for the elevator to open on the ground floor, my hands are already visibly shaking, my jaw clenched tighter, and I can hear the blood rushing to my head. DING... the doors open. Like prey that knows it's about to be pounced on, I see my idiotic best friend take to his heels when he's eye lock with mine. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE, OMAR! IT'S 5 AM!!!!" I yell at the top of my voice"Calm down, buddy, I was just hungry and came to make a protein shake with your blender, it's not
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