You hang up your work clothes in the little cupboard in the back room. The work day's over. Kaneki would be back from college now but you don't really mind. You take the money out of your pocket, ¥50. Not as much as you expected but it's a start. Actually, no, it's unacceptable. I should ask for a raise.
You exit the coffee shop and turn your phone on. You put your earphones in and wait for your music to start up. Sorry by Justin Bieber. "No," you simply say aloud, skipping the song. The next song is an overplayed song by a Brit - in other words, it sucks. "Better," you sarcastically say as if your phone could hear you.
You start walking along the small street. The roadside is lined with neat little houses that are 2 stories high but look like they could be 1. The houses are mainly bricks apart from a few dotted around which are painted pastel colours.
A few houses have small bikes resting against them which make the roadside look like an adorable street. The only thing that makes the road look disgusting is a small alleyway between two small blocks of flats/apartments on the end.
As you stare at the alleyway, you watch a group of kids sulk out into the light. Their eyes are black and sunken in. Most of their faces are white and they look as if they're going bold. You're more than certain they've been taking drugs of some sort.
It's an unlit passageway that goes straight onto the main street. Of course, it's a quick and efficient shortcut but it's also quite spooky. You decide that, to save you a 15 minute walk, you'll just go through the alleyway.
You peer into the alleyway but it's empty. You look up at the metal stairs leading up into the different rooms of the flats/apartments. They all seem vacant so you proceed into the alleyway. Usually, when walking back from (F/N)'s house, you'd see a few drunk guys sitting in a deck chair or a couple underdressed ladies smoking some strongly smelling fags*.
*fags can be called either cigars or cigarettes.
As you reach the halfway point you hear a clash behind you so you quickly spin around. There's nothing there but a trashcan has been knocked over, spilling stinking rubbish/trash all over the floor. It could've been anything - maybe a rat?
Nevertheless, you turn back around and begin to walk back towards the daylight of the street. A hand grips your shoulder and lets out a small, but audible, breath. What. On. Earth.
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