January 19, 2017

We had come out of the art exhibition and I was still holding a carton of eggs that we had bought in the supermarket. She had warned me that the way I was holding the carton with my two hands made the eggs more likely to crack. I didn’t think there was a problem. After all, I felt that the eggs would be less likely to crack if they stayed horizontal the whole time. It didn’t take long while walking through the department store before I noticed that the carton was leaking. I decided to restart and tried to wake up.

I was laying in bed, staring at the homescreen of my phone. My background was a live wallpaper of a low-poly microscope.

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It was a 6v6 match of Widowmakers and Symmetras. We had surprisingly managed to walk up to the base of the structure that all of the snipers were camping at without getting shot. The moment we approached the building however, all of the opposition grappled somewhere to higher elevation.

I walked around the perimeter of the structure before being invited to lunch in the garden. We had finished lunch before I asked the table “So which one of you does the killing?”

“Juan” someone said, while pointing to someone through the glass on the second floor. “I hope so, at least. It’s what the boss wants.”

I got up from my seat and because I couldn’t locate any restrooms, I went into the shower to pee instead.

– [Why am I getting into showers all day?]