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⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆The Next Day⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆ West Town, Chicago IL⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆
Indebtedness—implies a deep sense of obligation, whether emotional or financial. It captures the lingering weight of feeling like you owe something to someone.
It can encourage positive things like gratitude and personal growth because it can inspire one to honor the support they received by giving back or striving for success.
Something that keeps you grounded and enforces a sense of loyalty towards others. Especially to those that you feel are in part responsible for heights you may reach in life.
But in some cases it can feel like a heavy emotional burden holding you back. Like a dark cloud that just won't lift despite all the good things you've done to try to diffuse it.
The sense of owing someone something that can lead to guilt and even remaining anxiety or uncertainty when it came to moving on.
Like no matter how many steps forward you take in life—that one thing from your past was always there to remind you exactly where u came from. Even if you did your best to bury it away and create a new life for yourself.
That was exactly the feeling Makai felt with a lot of things in his life since taking the steps to lead a better one. But at the end of the day whats done was done.
And he had to do what he had to do.
That being said, Makai had just returned to his side of town after driving across the city to West Town to oversee some HVAC maintenance at one of the duplexes he owned.
One of his tenants had complained about the heating system not working properly over the holiday, and with the weather finally starting to drop, he made it his top priority.
Now that the issue was handled and out the way, he was back on his side of town.
With it being Black Friday, he knew the usual traffic would be even heavier, especially for businesses like the McDonald's he owned.
He went there to ensure everything was running smoothly and to take care of a few tasks of his own.
When Makai stepped into the fast-food establishment, he was immediately hit with the familiar scent of fresh fries and grease.
The low profanities of annoyed customers filled the air, each one mumbling under their breath about when their order would be ready—like their meal was the only one that mattered, disregarding the other twenty-something people in line with the same urgency.
