C46 A little fight

Date = 12 June

These days, time either flies or stands still. And I’m not sure which one is worse.

Place = San Francisco (Inferno)

POV - Enrique

The corridor feels endless, my boots striking the polished wood floor in a rhythm that only fuels the anger storming through me. The air reeks faintly of stale alcohol and cleaning solvent, clashing with the scent of fried bacon wafting in