Alex stormed into his room and slammed the door. He then proceeded to rip off his suit, and throw it in the trash. Seeing how he wasn’t going to be a big- shot CEO anymore, he swore never to wear a tie again. 756Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTy3ureudGr
He dressed aggressively in worn jeans and a faded green shirt topped with a hoodie. It did nothing to improve his mood, which made him even madder. Wearing his favorite hoodie rarely failed to improve his mood.756Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIVIlsFmA5b
Alex was mad at everything. His father for abandoning him like this, the board for pulling such a low move, his psychiatrist with the creepy facial hair whom Alex was certain he had caught flirting with his sister, even Dunham for making him go to meet with him in the first place.
Truth be told, it could all be traced back to his dad.
Alexander Samson was not like most fathers. For starters, when most children were given sparklers on the fourth of July and watched with adult supervision, Alex’s father would wheel out massive mortars with exploding star shells scavenged from millitary surplus stores. When, others were learning how to drive, Alex was learning how to safely land jumbo jets.
He also was very lax when it came to formalities. He once greeted the president of the United States in jeans and a t-shirt, and told his employees specifically to come to work wearing whatever they wanted- so long as it could get them into McDonalds. He shopped at thrift stores and places like Gap and Old Navy instead of fancy stores like Abercrombie. Many businessmen, including the board frowned upon this, but he never gave them any thought. It wasn’t that he was rebelling against the social norm, or was doing it to annoy others (except in the case of snotty, overbearing politicians), he literally did it purely because it was his nature.
None of this came close though, to making up for the pain that Alex’s father put him through. He was scatterbrained and spontaneous, showing up halfway through Alex’s little league tournaments, or forgetting them entirely. He’d go missing for weeks on end and the family would be worried sick, only to see him floating around on the ISS by pure chance several weeks later. It wasn’t that Alex didn’t like his dad; it was just that he seemed to not care enough about him and his sister at times. And this time, he seemed to have completely forgotten about them.
Alex also didn’t understand why his father was so frugal with money when it came to aesthetics, when they clearly had plenty to spend. Sure, they were living in a much nicer house than most Americans, but it wasn’t a mansion in any sense of the word.
Alex sighed and looked around his room. Of all the places in the world, this was the one place Alex could call his own. When he was old enough to make his own decisions, his father had given him several catalogues and told him to make it his own. Alex took that to heart.
His bedroom was a light tan; with posters of several movies and bands covering the walls. Taking up most of one wall was a giant LCD screen with several consoles below it. To the side was a large bookshelf dedicated to video games. Whenever his father was home for any length of time, they shared their common love in video games, and Alex’s father made sure to keep him stocked up on the greatest. From the Halo series, to the original megaman, Alex had it all.
Directly behind it was his bed- the only thing that survived the makeover. It was nothing special- a twin bed that he had gotten back when he was five. The reason being was that picking out the bed was one of the last things the family did together before the car crash that killed his mom.
Alex sighed. Thinking about his mom was the last thing he wanted to do, especially with all that was going on. Right now, he needed a vacation.
Right, vacation. Something that had just ended and wouldn’t be around again until the spring. Alex groaned and shoved his hands in his pockets, surprised to find something in there. Pulling it out, he found it to be the napkin that Brian the gamer had given him. He gave it a good look for the first time.
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Alex recalled his words about the game- from what Brian had told him, not only was it cheap, it was pretty expansive as well, with plenty to do.
Alex got up. He powered up his computer and searched up the game. As promised, it was $20 for the game itself, and about $15-20 more for the equipment, depending on where you got it. Reviews also praised it very highly. Some even went as far as to say it was a vacation without all the hassle.
Alex reached into his back pocket and pulled out his father’s debit card. Scatterbrained as always, his father forgot his wallet when he left for the airport. It hadn’t taken Alex long to figure out the password. His father used the same one for everything.
It looked like this blunder would pay off in Alex’s favor.756Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfl51OTQBv5
