Removing his hands from his face, covered in blood with only the flashing red and blue light illuminating his surroundings Johnny barley makes out figures rushing to him through the tears in his eyes. "What the fuck have I done, there is no going back from this?! How the fuck did it come to this?!"

Waking ferociously Johnny throws the covers from his bed. "Fuck i'm going to be late again!", rushing to the shower to have to most efficient shower of his young life. Scrubbing feverishly waiting for the pain of the cold water to pass in to relaxing warmth, he realizes he doesn't even have time for that. Like out of a Guy Ritchie film he gets ready in a flash and is at yet another pointless meeting.

"Johnny, whats your take?", shit, I wasn't even paying attention to this meeting. What the hell man, why cant you get your shit together today. "Honestly this is another standard contract, I see no reason not to move forward boss." Damn, that was a close one! Alright from this point on lets be that guy Von wants us to be.