Vanoss's POV
get the fuck out the bed
i sighed rolling to the other side of my bed turning off my alarm the sun barley even rising the clock glowing red with
6:00am
pasted on it
i rubbed the tire out of my eyes knowing i only had 3 hours of sleep due to constant paranoia, knowing i had only 3 hours to get to woke i decided to kick back and watch some TV
Boom
the sound of gunshots rang through the streets i didn't even flinch knowing this is normal especially on a friday morning like such
"good ol south side los santos" i chuckled to myself after flipping through channel after channel i decided on the news ya know educate myself a little
"now we go to mark with updates on the most recent activity on the delusional mafia"
"well lisa you see this gang thrives on terrorizing the poor innocent souls of los santos"
i scoff not giving a flying fuck and deciding on not watching anything
walk?
why the hell not
i made a pot of coffee leaving some for my roommate brock before slipping on a hoodie and slides and stepping outside the sun now on the come up making the sky turn a soft pink color i breath in the morning air, feels like the first breath of fresh air i've ever had i have to always remind myself
today will be a good day
___
aa ha ha