𝑆𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒 | 𝐽𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑡𝑦 |

Prologue

𝑆𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝐴𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 "𝑣𝑎𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡."

𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑃𝑂𝑉

"God damn it! Where is that stupid ring! I know I left it in here somewhere!" My voice echoed throughout the empty halls of my old mansion. Two weeks. Two fucking weeks since he died. I thought I would be happy. All those things he did. And yet, here I am, searching through our old house, looking for a ring that I will never find. I let out an exasperated sigh. This is pointless. I should leave. The rotting oak door stands in front of me, beckoning for me to return to my new life. I take one last look around the house. A glittering piece of red and black glass sits on the table. Wait, glass? I walk over to it. It's not glass at all, but a ring. My ring. I pick it up and slip it onto my finger. One step closer to him. I turn back to the door, a new sense of purpose in my step. I open the door and step out. The morning sun shines in my eyes, blinding me for a second before I adjust to it. I check the time. 8:45am. I need to be at work soon. After all, where would L'Manberg be without its favorite Vice President?