"If you are just joining us on this Twitter space, this is a space where we talk about the poorest guy on campus and what they are doing to elevate themselves from their poverty. So, make sure to like and subscribe to this space, and you can enjoy all our takes and banter.""Please note that this is not to oppress anyone but to show love and compassion about our subject matter. If you are being discussed and you feel hurt by it, you may get in front of a moving train and let it crush you to death. No one cares!"The moment she introduced her Twitter space, while still holding the device and pointing it towards her room, ex-Ranger Jackson picked up his hot dog roll and took a slow bite on it.The instant he took one bite, he placed it down again gently on the front seat chair and instantly took his phone, scrolled to Twitter, and searched "The Punk Poorest Guy on Campus."Searching the name and finally seeing the space, he tapped his finger on the button that reads, "join Space now," l
"Alright!! Since you are all interested in knowing about the crime the pauper Julius Sabbath committed, I want to add a twist to this. The person with the highest number of roses earns the gist. Which means that I will only tell such a person the gist, and the others can find out from that person!" ex-Ranger Jackson heard how Emily laughed again.At this instant, if he did not smile as well, it was a lie. In this way, "Are you not trying to raise funds for yourself and your co-host, huh? Emily," ex-Ranger Jackson said to himself.As he said this, ex-Ranger Jackson took his hand on the hot dog roll as he gently placed his phone down. However, if his eyes left the phone, it was a lie. He continued to see what happened on the Twitter space as he took another bite from the hot dog roll, then washed it down with juice in a branded package.Having done this, he picked up his phone again, and right at this instance, he saw how lots of rose symbols infested his screen like an overgrown garde
"Since Alexander wants me to share the gist with the general public, I will do so now," Emily said instantly. Hence, ex-ranger Jackson read on his screen how people were cheering for Emily as she was about to reveal the gist."Just as the comments were exploding on the screen, ex-ranger Jackson saw this, and he heard Emily say immediately...""Okay, okay! Now listen carefully, because I am not going to repeat any of what I said. No one else but, of course, Alexander can make me repeat myself. You did not pay for the gist. Alexander did.""So, Jessica and I were at Mr. Fresh and Hot Cake, and immediately we saw Julius arrive in a Ferrari. When he got down from the Ferrari, his suit was sparkling like diamonds, and his wristwatch was obviously a golden Rolex. Never have I seen such a handsome man before.""But alas! That idiot could not fool me or Jessica. We both know that he is the same gutter boy from a tattered apartment. There was no way, even if he won the lottery, he would not ha
"'That lunatic guy!''Who is more dumb than that fool?''I have never seen anyone as totally useless as Julius.''How can you be so poor and want a pretty girl like this to continue being your girlfriend?' 'A poor guy like him should not even think of having a girl.' "Ex-Ranger Jackson began to read all of these comments immediately after Olivia’s voice ended. However, if that was all he read, it was a lie.“So, what should we do about this guy, Julius?”“Should we report him to the police?”“If we don’t report him, many more people online are going to be his victims. We should expose him before he hurts someone else.”“Yes, I agree; we should expose him.”“Me too; I agree; we must expose him.”As these comments were flying on Ex-Ranger Jackson’s phone screen, he peered his eyes towards Emily's room window again and fixed his gaze on her.In this way, he saw that she was now back sitting on her tiny mattress, and her face was obviously crafted into a big smirk, as it was evident th
As he took a picture of her, Ex-Ranger Jackson patiently waited until she had run further down the street, stepped out of his truck, and followed her.With his phone in hand, his microscope, and the pen voice enhancer, he meticulously and discreetly watched her from a distance, like a skilled detective surveilling a suspect in a high-stakes operation.After doing this for about a minute, he saw how Emily walked directly towards a house. It had a white fence standing proudly, framing the quaint porch adorned with hanging baskets of vibrant flowers. The house itself was a charming cottage, with a welcoming front door painted in a cheerful shade of blue. The windows were framed with lace curtains, hinting at the coziness within, while a well-tended garden added a touch of natural beauty.Seeing Emily approach the front door, he noticed how she looked side to side and behind her, being careful not to be seen by anyone, like a spy cautiously navigating through enemy territory. Hence, he cr
Just like the previous day, ex-Ranger Jackson had already arrived at the school gate and waited patiently until the close of the evening, when each student was headed home.To say that he came back to school this new day with a truck once again was a lie. This time, it was a car: a Lexus, sleek blue at midnight, shining under the evening sky.This way, he knew that it would be difficult for any student, especially his targets, to be able to tell that it was him parked at the same spot as the previous day.Watching each student walk out through the school gate very closely, he used the same microscope. If that was all, that was a blatant lie. He ate another hot dog roll and a package of juice just to kill boredom."Gotcha!" he said suddenly as his eyes fixed on Emily and Jessica, and to say that they walked among other friends like they did the previous day was another repulsive lie.This way, he saw that Emily wore an oversized sweater paired with skinny jeans. Her long chestnut hair
As Ex-Ranger Jackson heard that, he immediately heard the next voice. However, unlike the first voice, which sounded weathered and seasoned, as if it carried the weight of years gone by, the next voice sounded vibrant, reflecting a sense of enthusiasm and optimism for the future. "Hey, babe, I've been trying to reach you. I hope you haven't forgotten about dinner tonight. I'll come pick you up by 7 p.m. Don't forget to look beautiful as always." Hearing this, Ex-Ranger Jackson, without needing anyone to tell him, knew that the first message was from her uncle, who was indeed an old man, and the other message she heard was from her boyfriend, who was coming to pick her up by 7 p.m. "It looks like somebody has a date tonight," he smiled as he took another picture of her still eating her cereal. However, if this was all that he heard, it would be a lie. At this instant, ex-Ranger Jackson heard another message resonate via his pen voice enhancer. "Hey Jess, you should really find some
Suddenly, while staring through the window, ex-ranger Jackson felt sudden footsteps approaching Jessica’s front door. And as he felt it, he suddenly heard a gentle knock on the front door.Instantly, as he heard this, he made his presence at the window more concealed in secrecy, making sure nothing gave him away to the one knocking on the door. With this, he turned off the voice enhancer, which he pointed towards Jessica through the window.“That must be Mark,” ex-ranger Jackson heard Jessica say, but in a low and distant voice.With this, he saw how Jessica lifted her gown by the bottom towards her feet as she hurried towards the front door from her room.Seeing this happen, ex-ranger Jackson knew that it was time for him to move away from the window. Hence, slowly and confidently, while still maintaining discretion, he walked towards the front door, and when almost reaching it, he concealed himself against the wall.Fixing himself to the wall as if he were going to merge into it, ex