The next morning I felt better, it was now sunny and birds chirped frombuilding to building. I got up from my bed and waited for my coffee to get done. I fixed myself breakfast, bacon, and an omelet, basic. When the coffee was done, I began eating and drinking.
I vaguely remember anything from last night, all I knew was me hitting the first line. I took another sip of black coffee while looking out the window. You should steal cocaine. Weird? Why would I have a thought like that?
I turned on the radio and listened to classics like Blue Moon or I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire. Genuinely it was my style of music, it fits someone who wears a leather suit with slicked-back hair; oh wait, that's me!
I took my final sip of coffee and last bite of the omelet and bacon. I put the dish and mug into the sink and walked to my wardrobe. I grabbed my leather shoes and socks and put them on, my suit was getting an odor, so might as well wash it; do I care about it shrinking, nope! I grabbed a gel and slicked back my hair, just to give me a classic and beautiful look.
I grabbed my room key and walked out, I locked my door and began walking out of the room and down the lobby. Someone behind me stopped me, it was a woman.
"What happened last night, me and the kids could hear you throwing a tantrum?"
Before I could respond, a thought came into my head: Grab that woman's purse and start beating her to death, and then steal it for yourself for extra money; the good thing is that now you won't spend your money on a beautiful leather suit!! I shook it off and finally responded,
"I don't know what happened, I guess something happened at work." I gave out a smile, trying to get everything under control.
"Look here mister, I don't wanna hear that again, I'll call the police next time to keep everyone including yourself safe."
I nodded my head and she walked back into her room, now it was finally time for me to start my day out in the world.
Out in the real world, something I thought I wouldn't do because of my tiredness.