The Omega's Alpha [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 28: Old Faces:part 1{unedited}

Okay, so I decided to write out what Mark is saying, well, more like signalling or with just a look so you'll won't be confused.

That aside, I wanna thank y'all for 95 followers, almost 3k votes and close to 100k reads. 

I am very happy with the way things are going with this story, which makes me wanna ask this, cos you guys are gonna be my scriptwriters. Should I publish another story? If yes, what should it be about?

Oh, and don't bother reading that one(if you know you know), I'll just unpublished it and publish it again when it's(am) ready.

And still not so cause any confusion, Mark's words are written in this writing form. So in case you didn't see (") just know he's talking.

On to the story

Author's POV

Mark went into the kitchen, greeting people along the way and settling down on one of the kitchen stools.

Everything looks so gross and messy that it looks like an abandoned bar club that had a party with rats.

Mark took a banana peel that was left on the kitchen table with his thumb and middle finger, scrutinizing it with looks of disgust. The banana peel looked like what was been soaked in soda, water then being smashed up by foot before been picked up and tossed on the table.

He tossed it away towards the waste, stood up, took broom and started cleaning up the kitchen. He cleaned the floors, cleared the table, washed the dishes and arranged them in proper order. After all, cleanliness is next to Godliness.

After cleaning the kitchen, he waited a few minutes, but not for long before people started tolling into the kitchen. They looked amazed, if not shocked even.

Where you guys that sleepy that you didn't even bother to clean up last night? He scoffed when he noticed that they were just seeing him there.

Did I turn ghost over night?

"Buddy! Fancy seeing you here. Good morning." Raphael said, smiling childishly.