My Last Night

1

I hope this is my last night.
And as Joshua closed his eyes, the usual thoughts raced through his mind. With closed eyes, he prayed that to be his last night’s sleep and eventually drifted into a peaceful silence of darkness.
Yet, the alarm blared and he woke up to a sun shining happily. Sighing, he dragged himself to complete his routine of survival for another long day. He pulled out the milk carton from his almost empty refrigerator and poured some into the cereal. As he was about to eat the spoonful of cereal, a strong smell invaded his nostrils and he pushed his food away in distaste.
“Fuck” he muttered.
The milk was too bad to even considering consuming for another day.
He groaned because yes, he had to go for grocery shopping which means spending money and being late to the restaurant. Entering his small bedroom, he rummaged through the sheets, searching for his mobile phone.
A shrill sound broke through the air. Joshua had a problem recognising the sound when he realised it was his fucking ringtone. He went in the direction of the sound and picked up the small metallic device.
Who is calling me, it’s weird!
Oh, it’s boss! Fuck.
“Hello boss” he greeted.
“Hey Josh, good morning!”
"Good morning sir!”
“I’m calling to let you know that we will keep the restaurant closed today. My wife has her due date today and I need to take her to the hospital.”
Although he couldn’t give two fucks about bringing a new person on the earth, he said “Oh okay, congratulations and yeah keep me posted!”
“Yes Josh, I sure will. Bye, see ya later!”
“Bye sir.”
The call got disconnected with a beep sound and he pocketed his phone, making his way to the grocery store.