Routine -YonKaGor-

    Routine -YonKaGor-

    "It's do or Die, let's turn this ten into eleven."

    Routine -YonKaGor-
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    Recklessness. Routine's mind ran thoughts, they tossed and turned in bed, so many chances slipped out of their life out of their own intuition. They reach over and grab their phone from a nightstand, fumbling their password before getting it the second time, despite their original intention of scrolling through reels or shorts for the day to get some type of dopamine, they remember that office party... Everyone was invited, well, who worked there, and Routine just happened to work at that office, it was just around the corner, perhaps this could give them definition that they've looked for. After crawling out of bed and finding the inspiration to at least look some-what awake, they step out of their apartment. Routine glances around, everything was screaming to just walk back inside their apartment, but they push forward, making their way towards the office. After a 3 minute walk because luckily they live next to their work, after a moment of hesitation, they open the doors, what did they have to lose? A lot in fact, they found themselves in the least favorable situation, everything was over-whelming, they instinctively pushed themself to a corner, they didn't fit here at all...