Meet Nerovsky (Nero) Poston. He started working at MegCorp, a multi-alotofmoney dollar company. All he wants: live a low-key, simple life.
But he can't because one, he has too many secrets that mess with his personal life, including his secret doub...
- I'm gonna make the fight scenes a bit short and straight to the point because like... I'm shit at writing and describing those. I'll learn eventually. Also this is meant to be a romance fiction, not action lol.
- this chapter is also relatively short. I don't have a word limit for any of the chapters so deal with it. One of the chapters one day will be 5000 words. watch
- I am very bad at explaining settings and will do better to explain such things in the future. But for now, I just want to get on with the story so I'm gonna show you a rough sketch of what the rooftop looks like. Please note, there are more benches and other minor things on the rooftop that I ceebz drawing. The rooftop is a lot bigger as well. (i'm no artist either)
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
---------------------------
POV: Nerovsky
Beatrice pounced at me with her fists out as soon as I concluded my question and retaliated by running away again... well jumping away on to the grass area. God I fucking hate running away. I feel like a coward and I am no coward, well except when I have to go the movies and actually talk to the people to get small salty popcorn. God the stresses me out. Why can't everything be on AI already? The chick was hissing at me (are you a snake? Wait don't answer that. It's rhetorical) and attempted to wrap her glow-in-the-dark shoelaces, I mean strings around my leg but once again, I jumped up and this time, to stand on the centre pole, closest to the fake grass. I looked down on her and boooiiiii did it feel good. However, something caught my eyes at the direction of the door. I noticed it being slightly ajar which shouldn't be the case. Witnesses, and I think I know who it might be as well. Curious bastards just couldn't listen to me. I played ignorant and put all my attention back to my opponent. She still had bloody murder in her eyes and a permanent grimace all over her face. God she has Mingo's (A/N external reference) power but can't use it for shit. How disappointing. Now, I need to find a way to stop her without exposing my sorry ass. I can't just openly pew pew her which means I have sneaky sneaky attack her instead. But how...?
"Honey, is that all you got in that arsenal of yours? You might as well stick with sewing machines."
Beatrice paused and didn't immediately send another attack (to probably process my words) so I used the opportunity to appreciate the view around me instead. I hadn't actually come up here before and I had to say, fairy lights was a great addition to the place. It gave a bit of a magical vibe and the tiny bulbs made it look like that there were fireflies who were helping the moonlit sky light even further.
I glanced up at the sky instead (to spot for some stars) but I couldn't even do so because Beatrice was apparently done with trying to use her non-existent brain and shot the same spear-like strings again, which made me jump away to the next pole again. I want to FIGHT. I'm so conflicted. I'm ready drop this secret identity bullshit.
