I don't have the right to a photograph. Neither to Marvel Twenty-year otaku is spending his last day as all previous. He is sitting for days on end by the computer until when is deciding to go to town for the shopping.... and there everything is beginning A bit inept summarizing but please not be discouraged! English is my second language, I apologise to the rally for mistakes. The constructive criticism and nice welcome comments;)
16.08.2019r. New York, Grocery 23:59
I am called Chrystian Bein and I am just dying. Why? Most probably you will ask? I shielded some girl with my own body. but if only to understand it let us move back a few hours.
14 hours earlier :
How you already know I am called Chrystian Bein and I am the biggest loser in the world. I am 20 years old and I am otaku. Once I am devoting the majority to novel reading, playing games, watching the anime. My life was boring and nothing meant. I reached nothing all the way to that dnia.W that day I woke up first of races from the certain time well rested.My peace isn't great but for me is sufficient. I have everything there what needed: bed, desk with the computer, wardrobe of clothes and the portable small refrigerator to drinks (yes drinks... yeah bright... only which?;)) Normal room typical otaku.
I got up and I said:
-,,New day, New I " -I said and I went to the bathroom
Let us omit what I did in the bathroom and let us go farther. (Author: for what?; >)
When I left the bathroom I headed for the kitchen. When there I reached I came up to the top and I made sandwiches for myself and I came back to the room.
I spent next hours sitting by the computer playing games and the like
Even I didn't leave the room, and if either only to consume something.
4,5 hour earlier :
After a few marathon an hour long of games and the anime a willingness to some sweets overcame me. I went into the kitchen to check the rally whether something is. When I entered the kitchen I found mum sitting at a table and reading some book.
When I came up to the cupboard where mainly there are kept things of this type.
Suddenly mum asked:
-,, What are you looking for? - with Distinct a bit aggressive tone.
-,, A willingness to something sweet overcame me '' - I answered lightly scared.
-,, There is no, you want something, it go and buy yourself, and you aren't digging around after szewkach.-Powiedzia ła for me now with more aggressive volume. It is hard for her not to blame,
nothing I am only sitting in the room for days on end.
-,, Okay! "- I lashed with the door from the cupboard which I opened and I went towards the exit.
When I was a few metres from the door, I realized from the fact that I am dressed you black shorts and the white T-shirt. And outside only just a rain fell and is a bit of zimno.Wiec I went back to the room and I put on black jeans trousers, the red undervest and the black leather jacket. I held the phone, wallet and I left the flat.
[Author: Thanks for reading.;) soon will fly next]