So many things are going wrong.
It's the day before my birthday.
Why do I always suffer when I want to be happy?
Is it too much to ask for to have a nice day?
"Hey, how are you? Happy Early Birthday!–Even just... Happy birthday? ...Can't someone tell me that?"
It makes me feel bad that I just want to feel good on some days.
"...I'll think about all of this tomorrow."
"I have to go to sleep," I snuggled into bed and watched the clock turn.
It reminded me of someone...
"Dell, can't you help me just once? I used to play with you alot, won't a little present make me even a little bit happy?" I mumbled to myself.
"..."
The cold air echoed in the distance. My small apartment looked gloomy under the reflection of the moonlight.
"Pfft, I cant believe I'm trying to talk to someone who already left. It's been so long since you appeared in my dreams that I'm starting to miss you. Very much."
...Dell,
you little time bomb.
Come back to me, please.
"I want you. Let me see you. As a present for my birthday. Even if I never appear in this reality again."
"..."
"Ah, was the deadline for the presentation tomorrow? And I have to submit some files before midnight."
Right. I can't sleep right now.
I need to finish my work before tomorrow, so I can wake up feeling fresh and maybe drink some iced latte... if I manage to save some money.
It would feel good to relax every now and then.
"Okay, I'll submit it before the clock strikes 12."
I looked at my phone.
> 23:34
"That's... 11:34 pm, right?"
There's still some time left.
I rushed to my computer, reading the documents emailed to my account. I wrote a script translated into english and waited for my pc to load.
...
1,
2,
3,
...
"...Damn this! Crap, this computer's f*kin' old!" I slammed my desk.
What time is it...
I checked my phone.
The battery was totally drained.
"Sh*t!"
I looked at the clock,
> 12:55
"There's no time! Please, load... The supervisor will surely kill me if I go past the deadline..."
A minute passed.
Soon, two minutes.
And after a deep breath, five minutes have gone by.
Ah...
The clock striked twelve.
Well,
I tried.
I should just... go to sleep now.
Ah, shit. That old dude is gonna kill me.
Oh wait, I need to charge my phone.
...
"...ding!"
Huh? I just charged it, but its open already?
[1 new notification]
"What's this?"
[SnapBook -> Hello, JazzKing_23. Happy Birthday! ♡]
...I let out a chuckle.
"Wow, this stupid app remembered."
May 31, 1999
It's my birthday.
"...Happy birthday to me."
... Now that I think about it, I haven't paid rent in a while. I think today was my last warning.
"I think I'm gonna get kicked out."
Ah, I'm going to sleep. I'll think about this later.
I went to bed.
Then, I slept.
And slept.
And slept...
I hoped to never wake up again.