I hated taking orders from Curly. Couldn't he do it on his own? Fucking shit head was kind enough to Swansea to let him in the storage room.
Almost wasted all of the mouthwash, all cause of that DAMN captain. AND that fucking darn old fatass, can't he take a day without DRINKING?!
I sighed, doing the orders Curly asked me to do. Just giving stuff away to someone else, isn't that easy for his orders?
I've done my thing, and went over to the captain to tell him I was finished.
I went to Anya just to check her, suprisingly we were low on medicines. There were only a few of the medicines, half of ALL of them were painkillers. Do we have to suffer enough...
I leave the room and go to the lobby, looking at the large curved monitor displaying the usual sunset. Atleast it was relaxing a bit, I sat down the couch.
Although, I saw someone at the other chair. It was Daisuke, didn't mind actually. I just want to rest, just for the day.
Or should I say, light-years?
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[Anya's POV:]
I restrain myself from telling the captain about my problems.. Jimmy would know about IT if tell Curly...
It wound undoubtedly reach Jimmy if I ever decide to tell Curly...
Nevertheless, I just continued studied the medicines I have at the moment and writing down notes.
The painkillers were alot, like loads. The other medicines? Well, they're almost gone by now...
My writing gets more and more aggressive, causing the paper to rip off all my progress...
I don't know what's going on to me, maybe there's something wrong?
I feel... pain? In my stomach.
I chose to ignore it. It wont get worse anyway...
I pick up my ripped progress, then wrote down the things I've learned, again.
But, I'm sure somethings wrong.
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