You've been avoiding death since you were young, you barely get away from it. It's almost as if the universe is pinned against you, trying its best to get you to hell.
It's a normal day, you finished your college lecture and are walking home from said college. You live in a tiny apartment complex on the fourth floor. Your neighbors know you as the person who set fire to their microwave that one time. You weren't even using your microwave.
You make it to your apartment complex and you're walking up the stairs. As you're walking a ceramic pot drops from a higher floor and is headed straight for your head. You didn't notice and continued to walk up the stairs until you heard a loud shatter from behind you. 'Oh, damn?' You saw the shattered flower pot behind you and decided to just leave it there. Not your pot, not your problem.
You make it to your studio apartment door and quickly walk inside. The walls are painted a light green color with yellow decor all around. You quickly plop onto your bed closing your eyes and relaxing before deciding to go shower.
The bathroom door is wide open and your markers are scattered about all over the floor. 'You better be joking.' you thought to yourself as you walked in picking up the markers one by one. 'The mirror' you thought to yourself. 'Did they right on my goddamn mirror?!?' You loved your mirror and the thought of someone righting on it angered you.
"Quit avoiding my death traps! NOT COOL!! -Adam"
Is written in gold marker. 'What does that even mean?' you think to yourself as you grab product to clean the mirror. 'Is this Sharpie?! You better be kidding me!' You scrubbed and scrubbed, and eventually, the marker did come off.
For whatever reason that didn't alarm you enough to call the police. You just cleaned your mirror, took a shower, and went to bed.
Authors note: Sorry this was a really short chapter LOL. I live laugh love Adam!
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