"Sir, you must attend to your job today." Charles(my butler) had said with mild elfvhawfbkbwkub
I begin to claw at my scar while staring at a big screen in a dark room.
"Staring at a screen in the dark hurts your eyes, Sir." Charles made a disappointed face in the the dark room.
(Sucks to be you Charles. No one will ever see your face in this dark room. HA!)
As Charles had turned on the light I had closed my eyes because the light was so bright.
"Charles! You jerk. I was going to my post in about another hour!" I say with great frustration
"Sir, you must attend to the matter at hand." Charles begins to notice the blueprints on the screen.
I pointed to the screen while rubbing my eyes with one hand. "Just tell me you have everything ready because this on my computer screen does not look ready."
"All in due time, Sir." Charles begins attending to the fish that have been neglected in the room. "When was the last time you fed these fishes?"
"A while ago.... couple days ago..... maybe a week.... two? I don't know. Just take care of it." I say as I get off of my chair and head to the door.
"Going to do your job I see?" Charles says as he picks up the fish bowl just to move it to another room.
"Someone has to. We're almost late." The door of the room closes behind me while leaving Charles with the fishes.
Charles looks at the fishes in the bowl with no hope of them surviving in this iweokbfiewf. Charles sighs only to walk to sit in front of the computer with a fish bowl in his hands. Charles grabs the fish food that builded up dust on the lid.
"It's a miracle you guys are still alive." Charles says with despair. "We will find you guys a good home." Charles feeds the fishes that seemed desperately hungry.
Charles shuts down the computer after transferring copies of the files onto a flash drive. Charles pulls out the flash drive, gets up with the fish bowl of eating fish, and leaves the room with the flash drive shoved in his left pocket. Charles walks down the hallway with the fishbowl only to find himself on the bottom of a stair case. Charles walks up the staircase all the way up to his room where he keeps every key to everything that needs a key. Charles does not mind that the entrance of his room is right at the top of a staircase and he admits that it was very disorienting for the first couple weeks but he has gotten use to it. Charles opens his room door while not trying to drop the fish bowl. Charles walks in his room only to see his norm: Four walls filled with keys hanging on stings from nails without any labels to them whatsoever. Charles grabs a key near by the door to his right. It is the key to the car which is very inconvenient to have place two storeys high in a mansion to something that belongs in the car. Charles grabs another key that belongs to his room door, he leaves the door, and locks his room behind him with the fish bowl still in his hands.
Full of fish. Like two fish. So very full of fish. Those two fish.
Charles Leaves down the stairs and off to the car where he will continue to find the fishes a good home.
