REALITY 01 | Pressure

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Isaac and Catalina Medical Center
December 05, 2022 

"I'm so hungry." Says a 5'7 young man with eyes as dark as the chocolates sold on the top of the market. Perhaps something like toblerone? Or hershey's?

As a matter of fact, he's right in front of the refrigerator — craving for the chocolates' sweet aroma and appetizing taste.

The refrigerator was rather small, yet it has a considerable amount of sweets and all types of delight inside. Of course, those were in the hidden corners of the refrigerator. You could tell the wintery breeze was slowly coming to town yet he still craves for frozen chocolate bars.

"You're always hungry, Tantan." His friend told him. He was a foot shorter, with piercings attached to his ears, and hair as smooth as Michael Jackson's moonwalk.

"Well, it's winter, Ace." He retorted, as he shrugged, "Of course I'll be starved! It's almost time for me to hibernate and sleep for who knows how long."  

"Sure, Tantan." The other brushed his hand along his hair, while looking the other way, "You know what, let me treat you out later after our shift. Is... Is that okay?"

"What? Really?? Are you really Ace?" Raising an eyebrow, he took his time to look at him in the eye and point his finger onto his chest, "I was about to treat you, bro! Sure. Sure. I wanna come! 

Tantan turned around, as if he was about to call for someone else. Yet, he stopped. "Wait...."

"Wait...?" An excited Ace then had a gloomy look, "...Is something wrong, bro?"

A moment of silence.

"Nat!" He suddenly yelled.

The pair then eventually noticed that their friend, Nathaniel, had not shown up at all for the past few weeks. It may sound absurd, but these guys are so busy that they fail to notice something so obvious.

"An absent with no letter for two weeks will leave bad remarks on his grade. He would never skip his clerk duties like that, would he?" Ace glanced at his friend.

A short pause before the two were hit with realizations. It's not impossible for Nat to leave his clerk duties, seeing as he hated it from the very beginning.

"He would." Tantan spoke straightly.

Monroe Household | Nat's Bedroom 
December 05, 2022

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Enter.

Coal-black hair parted unevenly flew sky high as the electric fan blew right next to his seat. He had a medium physique, wore glasses, and occasionally used a caustic tongue when conversing with others. All you could hear in his tiny room, which was filled with incredibly strange artifacts, was the sound of his keyboard.

A computer, a keyboard, figurines, stands, and posters could be seen in front of his desk. He seemed very techy. Particularly noteworthy was one poster that read, "Science in Information Technology with Specialization in Animation and Game Development - Video Game Final Proposal | December 16, 2022."

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