Adult life is so complicated since you moved alone in the city, searching for your purpose in life. The fridge is empty and you were tempted to call for a take away one more time. But for some reason you decided to put on your comfy clothes and go for an adventure through the isles of the supermarket.
It was late afternoon so basically you were one of the few people wandering around the grocery store. Your eyes met a giant pack of toilet paper sold for half of its price. As if it was the occasion you were waiting for in your life, your hand outstretched to grab the pack but, in the meantime, your shopping cart hurted something, or someone.
“I’m sorry”, you muttered without turning your head to see who you bumped to. You were hugging the pack of toilet paper against your chest when a deep, grumpy, voice spoked.
“Bloody hell, watch your moves” the man said.
Your head turned to follow the sound of that voice. Your eyes went round as saucers when you saw the intimidating figure of that big man, dressed in military clothes. Half of his face was covered with a skulled balaclava.
What are you going to do now?