When it rains, I go to the nearest bus stop.
Because I just want to hear the sound of rain somehow. The rest area at the bus stop was, as usual, a wooden cone filled with rainwater and had an indescribable color.
I'm typing hello on my smartphone as I lean against a wall of jellyfish dimly lit by the light.
Then, a man of about 40 years old put some drops on his right shoulder. He looked very tired.
I scratched my right cheek and yawned twice.
"Our company is a mess. There's a spider web in the corner of the conference room. And I think the spider web is hiding something. My company is going to lose people one after another, and I think I'll catch up with one or two of the bones."
That's probably what you're telling me.
I immediately thought of a conference room with greyish walls.
After the mice, there must be a terrible trap that has made a number of employees go missing.
a deep pit with a pointed needle at the point where it falls or a large rolling rock. IN ANY CASE, THE IMPORTANT THING IS...
"You may need to build up your muscles."
He plucked his flabby stomach;
"MAYBE I'LL GO TO THE JIM..."
Then he gave me a grape flavored gum and got on the bus.
I prayed for his busy schedule and put my hands together as hard as I could to ease the strain on his brain.
