Cloudy Days

Chapter 2.1

"Here you go lazy ass..." Said the old man

"Thanks..." Said Yarso trying to hold his barrage of curses and punches inside him. Yarso put the money on the bar stand to make this the last time he has to get close to him. The old man took the money on the counter and off Yarso went toward his table. He placed the two plates according to his arms. The left for Qualo and the right for himself even though they were the same either way.

"You might want to check your burger Qualo"

"Why?" He said with a confused expression.

"He might have put something in it."

Qualo rolled his eyes and removed the bun of his burger and noticed a strange gooey substance on his tomato. He gave it a perplexed look and examined it a bit better.

"Oh God..." He said with disgust

"Mine seems all right" Yarso said heartedly

Qualo pushed the tomato out of the burger and cast it to the end of his plate. Yarso gazed at it and was able to share with Qualo's sympathy to what was on the tomato.

"A bogger I suppose." Said Yarso

"That bastard meant to give it to you... let's just eat and get this over with." Said Qualo.

The two ate in a hurry, taking large bites from the burger and swallowing them in almost the same state that they were before, drinking their glass of water to push it down. As soon as they finished they cleaned off any stains with the custom made wrapping paper covering the plate, took their cases, and left.

"You furgaut somethin'!" Said the old man.

Both of them unfortunately turned and saw him pointing at the plates. They quickly held their plates and put them on the bar stand not looking at the obvious grin that the old man might have had and went off.

"We'll try the pizza place next time" Said Qualo

"Definitely" Said Yarso

"As for now our 'client' will be here soon enough. I'll need to go upstairs to get a good vantage point while you stay down hear and wait." Said Qualo "When I phone you get ready alright?"

"Let's hope this won't get screwed up." Said Yarso 

Qualo eyed him at his last two words and said "Yes let's hope."

"And another thing..."

"Yes Yarso?" He said expected that he might add an "important" touch to his vulgar remark.

"No one says 'I phone you' seriously Qualo get with the times!"

He walked away to his hiding spot, leaving Qualo with a frustrated sigh.

Both went their differentiating paths, just like their personalities. Qualo reached to the roof of the building they were just in and opened his suit case. It contained the detached parts of a sniper rifle. Qualo quickly sat himself on the rough floor and began attaching the pieces together as if it were a child's plaything. After finishing its construction he went over to the edge of the building and peered over down below. 

It really was a calm day with the occasional car or pedestrian moving by, the wind moved with its peaceful melody, and the birds chirping on power lines made it the best day for utter relaxation and silence. Qualo was displeased at a job opportunity being on a Sunday, it was too precious a day to be wasted for something like this when everyone's remorse arrives the next day. Yarso probably thought the same thing to.