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Meeting the Puritan

After taking care of Viktor and leaving him to the care of Mitch, I was gonna walk on to my job at Tamim's Food Palace. Of course, with my luck, it started to rain just as I stepped out of the building.  As I turned to go back and grab an umbrella, I saw this pale. depressed looking girl mushing her face up against a window. I was like dafuq this bih doing? She looked like she might be dead or something, so I tapped on the window. I startled her, and she stared at me. "Are you okay?" I shouted through the window. She gave me a disgruntled and slightly rude look and then drew her curtains. I mean, what should I expect? Everybody is this godforsaken town has no sense of politeness or ethics. Shaking my head, I opened the door and started to walk back to the elevator to go back to my room. To my surprise, she burst out her room on my way there. "Why'd you tap on my window?" She demanded. "You looked half-dead and depressed. I was asking if you were okay....
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An average morning

The day started with Viktor banging on his enclosed walls, screaming about the VietCong. You get used to it. I roll out of bed, get on my slippers, and walk into the kitchen. Viktor is a schizophrenic who periodically experiences "flashbacks" to Vietnam, even though he is Bulgarian and never served in the military. I never should have let him watch Full Metal Jacket. Mitch is already sitting at the breakfast table, munching on some fried goblin. As usual,  he smells like straight gas. The dude smokes it like its going out of style. You see, Mitch is a chronically depressed warlock from Minas Tirith. He uses the weed to get through the day. Me, I'm from Canada. My dad was a huge fan of martial arts, and was concussed when I was born, thus the name. Mom was passed out from the effort of getting my huge head outta there. Bruce Chan, yeah, being named a combination of two of the most famous martial artists ever doesn't lead to ANY bullying in school. But I'm too lazy ...
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