There are times in your life when you know that the next step you make is going to be a defining moment. A moment that shall shape the man you are and the man that you shall become. You need to make those decisions that fate does not make for you, for fate plays a rather dirty hand. And let us not forget that Karma is a bitch.
So as this phone is lighting up and vibrating nearly off the table, I know what I do next shall be one of those moments. If I do not answer, then I am surely just waiting for fate to hand me whatever it finds that Karma can come to bite me in the ass with.
All bullshit aside.
Fear tucked in my pants.
One nervous fucking mess.
It is time to pick this phone up and be the destiny of what I am supposed to become.
"Trinity."
Ya, I wish. It is fucking Vic.
"I was expecting Trinity; why are you phoning me?"
"Trinity has run off; I cannot find her."