I stretched my arms up and yawned as my little alarm clock rang. 10am. It's still so early, but I get up anyway. Sweaping my hair up into a loose ponytail was the answer to the mussed locks. Another few moments and I was on my way to garage.
The black sedan was nice, but something was always going wrong. I got in and started the engine. On the road to revenge, it's going to be a long day.
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Another Day Alone
I am a mystery. Alone and cold in a cruel world.
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