Prompt: Bank.
It was supposed to be a simple trip to the bank. All I had to do was withdraw a hundred dollars to buy a new gaming controller for my boyfriend. In and out in five minutes.
But I made one very small, but very crucial mistake. I brought my boyfriend with me.
Now, the controller wasn’t supposed to be a surprise. He had asked for it for his birthday, just like I had asked him for a very specific special edition of my favourite book for my own birthday. No, that wasn’t the problem.
The problem is that my idiot of a boyfriend somehow trigger the security system in the bank, which then, of course, got stuck and has trapped all twelve of us inside.
It’s now been three and a half hours since we first stepped foot inside the bank. The gates are still wedged tightly closed. Everyone’s starting to get antsy. I’ve needed to go to the bathroom for the past hour, and yet the employees still refuse to tell me where it’s located.
Now, don’t get me wrong: I love my boyfriend dearly. But sometimes I forget what a menace to society he can be.
