Mikey was a rather tall man standing at 6'3, he was as white and as thin as a sheet of paper, he has glossy black hair that seemed to be too long and always looked like it needed to be cut and always had an earbud in playing music. Mikey lived a boring life, and he was also a mute, he worked in an office cubicle at the Santorini corporation handling insurance claims, he had just been divorced by his wife of nine years, Angie, they had two kids and she took them both and moved somewhere, he didn't know where. His job wasn't keeping up with his rent so had to cut off all forms of technology to save what little money he had. After a few months of this, Mikey began to think to himself "Why am I even here, like what is my purpose. I'm a nobody...".
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Love's bullet
General FictionWell, it's kinda trash and my first story so yeah just stick with me on this one lol