“You set a quest for me, and you didn’t even inform me!”Dorian fumed as he marched through the path that led to his home. He had forty-eight hours to raise 5,000$.Forty-eight hours to raise money he didn’t even know how or where he’d be able to get it from! The system’s ball of light appeared and floated around Dorian’s head, pulsating lightly to catch his attention but Dorian ignored it.The system was crazy. It and every other thing in the world that just seemed set on making his life a living hell.~You know I don’t control the quests, don’t you Dorian?”Dorian glared at the ball of light only he could see and he scoffed as he walked into the compound of his rundown home. “I’m sorry if I don’t believe that after you intentionally didn’t tell me about it and tried to kill me.”~I didn’t try to kill you. I’d have informed you before the timer went out anyway, I just wanted you to be more conscious of the notifications tab, that’s all. Yesterday you got a Maybach but you were too lo

“I need your help.”The moment the stock broker stepped into the car Dorian found those words tumbling from his lips. There was no time to waste really, and if he didn’t ask now then when would he ask?The stock broker was the same from last time, except he was a little different now. Instead of the black and white getup he had been dressed in the other day, he wore a striped shirt and green pants today. His stomach still seemed intent on bulging out, but it was clear there was a clearness to his eyes today. He wasn’t as intoxicated as the rest of his friends.A loud groan came from outside the door and the car rocked slightly as someone was pushed into it. A man landed on the seats, half awake and half passed out, his eyes already lidded with sleep.Another male got into the car and Dorian felt his chance begin to slip him by. The stockbroker man chuckled and jabbed his sleeping friend in the ribs.“Stay on your side ya big oaf. I didn’t ask you to drink half your life out.”The man

Dorian rushed to the policeman and exclaimed with a worried look on his face.“Hey, hey, excuse me sir. What’s happening here?”The police officer currently chaining a small barricade together around Dorian’s Maybach looked up at him and adjusted his belt as he rose, “Who are you?”Dorian felt his impatience trying to rise but he decided not to let it. “I’m the owner of the Maybach, and i have a ticket for parking here. Have I done anything wrong?”The police officer cleared his throat lightly and removed his glasses to stare at Dorian with heavy brown eyes, “This car has been seized. The young lady here phoned the police this morning to report a theft. She says this car has been stolen, so we’re investigating how true that is.”Dorian felt like he wasn’t hearing correctly, “Excuse me?”Amelia butted in with an irritated spiteful tone, “Oh stop with the pretense Dorian. We both know you stole this car. How could someone like you afford a car like this?”Dorian felt his brain stutter f

Connor grinned as he handed Dorian the hangover cure and watched him gulp it down all at onceHe could tell Dorian wasn’t drunk, but since Dorian had insisted on it, they had come to a small store to get one. The female at the cash register smiled at him and Dorian, but while Connor smiled back, he found Dorian simply ignoring her. Once they were outside, Connor walked casually beside Dorian and asked, “Are you okay now?”Dorian nodded and took a deep breath wondering if he should thank or ignore this strange person. He could remember Connor, he was one of the people whose name and face had actually stuck in his head despite the long list of people he had driven.Connor said he had been in the small crowd that gathered to watch him and Marie, but he didn’t want to interrupt their conversation so he stayed hidden.Dorian had nodded and opted to walk off, but Connor had offered ice cream instead of alcohol so here they were, on their way to get ice cream after getting him his hangover c

Dorian woke up the next morning to find a note at his door, sitting pretty underneath a cup of iced coffee. The note read, “I’m sorry for bailing out on dinner last night. Enjoy the coffee.” The system made an ick sound in Dorian’s head but he simply chuckled and tucked the letter into his pocket, heading back in to get dressed and head out for work. Connor had dropped six missed calls just this morning and Dorian frowned lightly as he stared at them. He decided to return them and dropped six missed calls of his own, hoping each time that Connor didn’t pick up. The system commented in a mildly irritated tone as Dorian chuckled, ~You’re going to chase your friend away with how awkward you’re acting. Who drops six missed calls back?~ Dorian shrugged and ignored the system. The ball of light came into being and it floated in front of Dorian’s face, ~Hey, you aren’t still angry at me are you? You can’t be angry at your own system.~ “I can if it tried to kill me.” The system seemed to