Getting myself together, I got off the bed and headed for the bathroom. Brushing my teeth, I looked into the mirror. Brown hair, dark brown eyes, and rosy lips.


    After putting on today''s outfit, a simple t-shirt and shorts, I walked to my grocery store. Noticing the Saturday 20% off sale on the poster outside, I was prepared to get something to fill this week''s worth of food.


    "Adrian! Nice to see you finally woke up but with today''s sale, the best meat is mostly gone already. You might want to rush if there''s anything left at all."


    I turned my head to the cashier at checkout line 3, "I know Joe, guess my alarm didn''t go off."


    Wasting no more time talking, I sprinted toward the grocery.


    Well, it''s more like researching history''s graveyards but it sounds much more awesome calling it exploring tombs.


    This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.I let out a depressed sigh. I can''t even get a girlfriend these 23 years. Maybe that''s why my life is so boring.


    Filling my large bag filled with a week''s worth of food, I walked home.


    I laid on the couch finishing today''s chore. TV shows are getting more boring it seems. At least Forensic Files is still going strong today. At that time, my phone rung. I answered, putting on speakers.


    "What do you need Liam."


    A monotone voice came out the phone.


    "We got an assignment, Adrian, we just need another digger. The British Museum got a site that could be at least 500 years old. We already mapped out a site."


    "What about my pa-"


    "Yes, your papers are already filled out and we got the permission and clearance."


    I sighed, "Come on man, I already left that life behind. I got enough money."


    Liam replied sternly, "It''s been 2 weeks. Stop joking, we''re flying to the site in 3 days."


    "So Ryan, Nicole, Ivan, and Jenny?"


    "As usual," Liam voice cut off and the call was over.


    Geez, I have a 2 week break one time a year and this is how it ends. What a waste of this week''s food.


    The black clock on the wall continues on forward without a care.


    The sky outside filled with constantly moving clouds.


    The Forensic Files Forever Hold Your Peace finishes.


    And I''m a sack of potato on the couch.


    So this story I''m writing, I''m not planning. This is an experimental story to practice my writings. Don''t expect fast releases as I''ll be busy with school. However, I am open to constructive criticsm. If there''s anything I can improve at all, please let me know.