God's eye
I hated going outside. Sometimes I liked to liken myself to a vampire, but others just called me a basic internet troll or what they called a keyboard warrior. I didn’t pay much mind to them.
I did however find myself questioning my life choices when I found myself stuck in the store.
Maybe I should get out more.
I was currently baffled, staring at at least seven different packs of tissue that I desperately needed. Tissue, among other things, was on my list. Why couldn’t Nigeria get this f*****g thing delivered anyway? I nearly smacked myself in the forehead when I suddenly remembered: delivery times simply took too long. I wasn’t going to wait two days to get a pack of tissue, f*****g Pringles, and my other snacks. And then, of course, the new wire I needed to get, but I was
