A Nameless Joe's Story

One

-Where our protagonist is introduced and not much else happens-

This is the story of someone. And this certain someone will be called JOE for simplicity's sake. That doesn't mean that his real name is JOE. He's just JOE.

Wearing a white tank top and boxers. Slouching on the rotating chair in front of his small laptop on a corner of his small apartment room was one of the things that would occupy most of his days since graduating from college.

Not even in his late 20's, he already felt depressed by the fact that the diploma he got after finishing school wouldn't help him get the job he wanted. He felt impatient during the last days of his term. "After this, there's nothing" He realized the day of the graduation ceremony while all the graduation cap flew up in the air and some came down to hit him on the head as if to wake him up.

After that day, he would spend his day like this. Scrolling many websites looking for some distraction which would be usually found in the varied range of porn-sites in the inter-weebs, as his dad called it.

He sat there filling the room with the sounds of: Keyboard clicking, mouse clicking, mouse wheel clicking and from time to time someone moaning something in Japanese, German and etc. Which was something that became common as his taste of porn got more exotic.

It was all peace and jerking until he hears something.

Some one is knocking at his door. Joe turns around buttoning his boxers. He wonders who it might be while closing his laptop and standing up. He wants to open the door but he also feels too tired and depressed to bother with it thinking about just ignore it.