Yellow Hands. (A Kaiju Paradise Story)

Prologue

"Seriously?"

All but one word was needed to spoil my mood.

"Thirteen dollars an hour. Barely above minimum wage."

I stare back at my sister, who sat confident, and scoffed.

"You act like you could do better."

She ignores me now. Her phone playing sounds of random media whilst I eat my solumn cereal.

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"Job starts tomorrow, and Addy, don't fuck with the TV in my room."

I set the bowl and spoon in the sink, I usually give her a few dollars to do dishes each week, our shared responsibility.

She ignores me, leaving to the corridor that houses our seperate rooms and the bathroom. 

I walk out of the front door, half expecting to trip over the mail that stacks on our porch.

Opening the door to my older Jeep, I sit down, the stereo seems to not have been touched by my sibling. The key slides into the hole to start the car, I shift into reverse.

I do need to buy fancy(ish) clothes for the interview I believe.

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Author's 

Hi, I apologize for the poor quality of the story, this is my first story and I am not too great with storytelling. I wanted to write a story of a game I enjoy and wanted to have a personal story to write out to others. Thank you for those supporting.

-Nam