My Stress Balls

I went back home to take a breather, I wasn't in the mood for anything else because if I stayed out too long then I could become a target for others.

They would see me alone and take their chances, they would want to kill me as I had established.

My family name, it would be understandable why the people who worked for me were so understanding when I went to commit a crime.

I needed to find my main body, it was like it was being kept hostage by Bong's family and I wasn't comfortable as they could pull the plug at any time but the house was empty as usual.

There was only me and that was beginning to feel lonely, I needed some close connection or bond to get me out of this rot.

Social media was an option but all that would breed was fake connections, people can adopt whatever persona they wished and that wouldn't match who they were in reality.