Something About Mark

Potatoes

Okay so I'm starting to get more into the plot in this chapter. I hope things aren't moving too quickly!

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  On a Saturday, you can usually find me at the gym, as I keep trying to stay fit. I'm very lazy, but I want to keep my body healthy. So twice a day on a Saturday you'll find me at the gym. I stay for about 2-3 hours. I could stay longer, but if I did, I'd look like a sweaty pig. I'm not even kidding. The odor in the gym is something I can't handle either. It's so disgusting here sometimes...

  I am currently  lifting weights, which isn't that hard, but it isn't that easy either. I have a bad habit of going to McDonald's after I work out. I'm trying to fix it by going straight back home, but I don't know how it'll work out. I love their fries. They are the only thing I like. I need a shower. I can't go anywhere smelling and looking like this...

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  Home sweet home. No creepy pervert in my room, no crazy strict police officer here either. Tim is usually very busy over the weekends, while I am most busy over the week days. We rarely have time to hang out together, and I don't mind at all. I don't need to see Tim 24/7. He easily gets on my nerves.

  I had just taken a cold shower, so I was covered head to toe in blankets. There is really no warm water in this house, as Tim and I use the warm water for our dishes and laundry. I don't mind the cold water, it feels nice and welcoming. That or I'm just addicted to cold water. I should go out into town.. With that thought in my head, I stood and walked out the door.

  It really is a beautiful town, which is why I hate it here. I mean, why should I deserve living in some place so beautiful. None the less, I do like it here at times. I mean, it really is full of nature. Nobody here takes anything for granted. Well, not nobody... I shook my head, lets not think about... him.

  I was about to walk into a store, a store I usually go in, when I heard a gunshot ring inside the building. In a panic, I ran. Now, I may have looked suspicious, as I was wearing a backpack, Don't judge, its where I was planning to put my bought items in, and an all black outfit. Now, you would ask, 'Why on earth are you wearing all black on a beautiful day?' I don't know. I just really like the color black.

  Next thing I know, I'm in an alleyway with a gun to my back. I don't even breath I'm so scared.

 "Don't say a thing." The deep voice behind me says, and so I imagine the voice is male. Oh god, what have I gotten myself into? All I wanted were potatoes...

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Potatoes get you in trouble.

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