It is morning time, 7:00 AM to be exact. Everything is quiet, and everything is still in the residence of the neighborhood. Well, at least...

A groan breaks the silence, a deep one. And if you had a great sense of hearing, then you know who might've made it. A grown man, with a pink suit and marionette mask, took his first steps out to the world, after hiding into the shadows of reality. With a bag of garbage in one hand, he slowly drags himself to the garbage can outside his residence and throws it in, closing the can with the top afterwards.

He began to stretch himself, as he knew he had a lot of work ahead of him in order to pay for bills and the f****** taxes that began to overwhelm his well-being. With this done, he walks onward on the sidewalk, his sulking movement wanting to make another just ignore him like he is a figment of their imagination.