𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐈𝐈

Devin Haney

"=⌕ [ Collateral Damage ] //﹫

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ > ᴍᴀᴄ ᴍɪʟʟᴇʀ
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"Oh baby, they say we're no good for each other
And I can't really tell, what is this spell you put me under
Your love's not too kind to me"

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When you woke up this morning you didn't expect the events that would take place. You got up did your usual routine, got dressed, and headed for the office. Traffic was normal and something you couldn't escape in the city.

You had no idea what was happening on the other side of town. As a man rushed to put on the clothes he had gotten from Goodwill with the only 300 dollars he had in his pockets at the time of his release. The shoes he wore would now be the only pair he owned most of his stuff most likely haven been sold or stolen to feed into his mamas bad habits.

While he rushed out the door ignoring the remarks thrown at him by strangers, you tapped your fingers against the steering wheel looking at your watch. As he grew cold and feat ached from the hike he had endured to get to the area. You held your drink of choice in your hand eyes on your phone waiting for the elevator to stop at your floor, and eyes you settled into the chair in the conference room preparing yourself for a day full of interviews, he repeated only five more minutes trying to motivate his body to push forward.