on the rocks. - brightwin au (may continue)

Chapter 1 (WIN)

Ugh, I'm about to choke from my office work routine. Office work every day is a nightmare.

I think my legs cannot hold me up anymore as I dragged myself through a dark alley. My whole body was aching so much even though I sat all day in that wretched office, sorting out papers and making probably hundreds of calls as my nosy coworker keeps on trying to poke his nose into my business. I don't really know why my fucking body ached like this so much. Maybe it was gonna give away from all those stress. Good thing it was my day off tomorrow or I would have slept on this sidewalk in sheer exhaustion. My mind is fucking overworked.

It was stressful; my office routine was equivalent to throwing yourself off a cliff in hopes of dying and then one moment later you come to your senses and then realize you're still fucking alive and breathing but your whole body is still aching so fucking bad so you drag yourself up that mountain and attempt to start again. That's what it felt like.

My legs were dying so I hobbled like an old man and dropped against a wall in the darkness, panting, my face presumably red. It was burning all over. I've been walking for probably forever without any absolute direction.

I pulled my knees to my chest and buried my face in them, my mouth still hanging open and releasing little languid sighs. Damn it! Am I gonna survive one more second in that god-forsaken office?!

I didn't even have the strength to pull out my phone and headphones which were still in my bag that was hanging from my back plastered against the wall. Music was probably the only thing that could possibly relieve this tiredness, or so I've thought.

Speaking of my bag, I leaned forward to make space for it and swung my bag off my shoulders. I then place it on my thighs, raising my knees to my chest yet again, wrapping my arms around them as I blinked and managed to focus on my surroundings.

Shit.

Where in the absolute fucking world am I?!

This street was completely unfamiliar to me! I'd never ran through this path before, and I had absolutely no idea on how the fuck I'd gotten here! Maybe my legs had a mind of their own and danced their way through the city in their fervent search for a place to rest.

The sky was a deep blue, sprinkled with the stars that looked like glitter against the sheer darkness of it. I blinked at the sky, momentarily distracted because of its beauty. My body was aching so bad that I feel like it's bruised, but so what? Can't I enjoy the view without feeling like an utterly tired little shit?

After a solid 5 minutes of just staring at the sky, I finally snapped my own fingers in front of my face and quietly urged myself to do something about my current situation.

"Win. Think of something that will able to get you out of this mess."

Hastily, I opened my bag and my fingers dove into it, searching for my phone in its depths. My hands took ahold of a familiar cold material, and I pulled my phone out.

Unfortunately, it was dead.

Dammit, Win, why are you so stupid? I mentally chastised myself, putting a hand on my head and hitting myself lightly with my palm to hopefully shake myself to my senses.

I suppose there's no use for throwing a tantrum here, right? This place literally looks like a ghost town, if not only for the brightly lit tall buildings that towered over the small shops in the street that I was currently in right now. Occasionally some cars would whoosh by, but that was it. No fucking people around, crowding on the sidewalks. No signs of life. Fuck, it was even quiet too. I could only hear the blood rushing and my heart pounding wildly in my ears.

I panicked again. I had no way to contact anyone, and I doubt my legs wouldn't move an inch even if I told them to.

Maybe I should just sleep here...? I thought stupidly and shook my head.

Well, I had no option left.

Or did I...?

I staggered up to my feet again and was surprised to see that my legs weren't aching as horribly as they were just earlier. Only my brain is hazy and muddled, and I couldn't think straight.

And then something clouded my mind. This time, it wasn't those irritating wisps of memories of the office that I had hastily just left behind. No, they weren't even memories, it was a....feeling. A feeling that I had kept pushed away inside me for too long and was waiting to escape and spill itself out onto anything.

God! Good God! Help me!!!

"Now's not the time to be horny, dumb idiot!" I shouted aloud to myself. Okay, so there were people. I wasn't that stupid to not realize that. I could see faintly etched silhouettes in the brightly lit windows on the towering buildings. And I think some of them...heard me!!

"Good God!!" I exclaimed once more before I clamped a hand over my lips, daring myself to say anything else. The people would immediately notice something and I shivered as I thought of the possibility that some person could call the police on me for making such noises in the quiet of the night.

I don't even know what time it is. Ugh. Guess I'm stuck here forever.

Least I could do is take a walk around and figure out where I was. Maybe I just haven't realized bits of familiar stuff around here. Maybe I just need to explore this ghost town and snap the stupidity out of me.

I dusted myself off and urged my feet to walk away from this spot. They obliged, but very reluctantly so.

As unsettling as the quiet of this street was, I had to admit that it was beautiful here. I had a love for the sky and the stars and plus the elegant feel of the dark buildings with their bright lights just seemed to sit well with me. I didn't feel scared. I just felt like I needed to find something...or someone.

I turned a corner and I had completely no idea where I was going to. I've payed so much attention to my surroundings, my eyes scanning for something remotely familiar; something that I usually pass by when going back to my dorm from work, but my efforts were in vain.

Then I stopped paying attention and just decided to wander aimlessly, crossing a street. My footsteps echoed while I walked, my eyes locked on no particular object that might help me find my destination. Nah, that won't do. It's already pointless. I just have to find a nice hotel to stay in for the night and continue my search tomorrow, maybe ask some people on the way. I didn't have my phone charger (that was pretty dumb of me) with me.

Well...?

After probably an hour of searching for decent hotels and carefully watching the street for passing buses or any transport vehicles, my hope slowly fizzled out until nothing remained, even a spark of it. The silence still went on, proving my point that this was a part of the city that was probably abandoned or they just have really strict curfew rules. Either way I'm not sure, but all I'm sure of is the need to find my dorm and get some rest...and probably....get frisky with myself...

Fucking stop it, you moron. You ain't gonna go anywhere if you never get out of here. Scolding myself for the neediness, I trudged off in no particular direction, not caring who saw, not caring where I was going, and most certainly not caring for who the fuck I was gonna bump into, of all places.