A piercing siren sound of a siren made it's way into Simon's ear. He shot out his right hand, whacking his alarm clock in the process. Shutting his eyes he dozed off again. When he awoke a second time, he swung his legs round the side of the bed and rubbed his eyes. God that was nightmare and a half he thought as inspected his fully functional left arm.
Going over to his wardrobe, Simon undid his manky shirt and threw in onto the floor. He couldn't have a shower as he was already late, so he sprayed some water in his face and got a fresh shirt from his draw. Throwing on the shirt, he caught himself in the mirror.
"God I look awful" he thought out loud, as he observed his matted hair, sweat stained skin and the loaded, purple shopping bags beneath his eyes.
All of a sudden, he heard a flirtatious whistle in his ear. " Nah babe, you lookin peng. Although your face looked like you've just seen your grandma humping a gravestone." Simon cringed at the comment.
"Ew really, you're such a weir-", then he remembered who he was talking to and how he was talking to him.
"Oh god fuck me"
"Naughty, not so fast. We only met yesterday" KSI whispered, purposely lowering his tone. It was then Simon lost a bit of strength in his knees.
"Wow, if I knew a tiny bit of dirty talk had that effect on you I'd do it more often" sly grin implemented within his tone.
"Eh, what, NO" Simon swiftly did up his shirt buttons, "I don't have time for this shit, I'm late"
"Whatever you say doll face" He rolled his eyes, an exasperated expression making its way on his face.
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It had been a few hours since Simon exited the rudimentary call with his colleagues, when the voice in his ear started to make itself known.
"How are you so calm about this" He stopped typing, pondering the question.
"Uhh, how do you mean?"
"Most of the people I've infect have had a breakdown that lasts about 3 days. Yours barely lasted a day. I've even had a few deaths." Simon was taken aback.
"You mean you've killed innocent people", KSI snorted.
"Most of the people I've had the pleasure of coming into contact with were far from innocent I can assure you. My question is still unanswered by the way"
Simon thought again, "I guess I always prepare for the worst in life, overthinking dumb shit until it takes over my mind. So I've already thought of being infected a million times over."
"Huh", a period of silence ensued, "Okay, carry on with what you were doing"
"Yes sir" Simon said, sarcasm coating every word. He felt a slight shock down his arm.
"Oi, no sass". Scoffing, he went to start typing again. "Unless you want to be punished", that briefly stopped his fingers. KSI sniggered as Simon scowled and resumed typing.
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"Okay, I want something"
It was the end of the day and Simon cursed, he just wanted to sleep.
"What" he croaked, pinching the top of his nose in annoyance.
"All the companies bank statements" Simon banged his head on the table.
"This is going to be a long night" he muttered as a reached for his mouse.
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A few hours later, Simon had practically passed out the chair. He heard KSI sigh, suddenly he felt a tingly sensation in his legs. Without his input, he was walked over to his bed. His arm then undid his shirt and threw it on the carpet. The duvet around him was pulled over him.
"Night" he subconsciously whispered as he let sleep take hold.
"Goodnight Simon"
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FanficThe world was changing. Simon knew this. He also knew that the massive boom in the technology industry was going to help humanity, but also help to destroy it. KSI wanted to play another game, but would he lose his winning streak in the process? Fi...
