A young boy, in his early 20s stands in the middle of a abandoned warehouse. He is fairly short, wearing tight jeans, a blank white shirt with a black button up dress shirt over it. A brisk wind blows through the empty warehouse, making his brown hair blow into his face, the unbutton dress shirt was not nearly enough to prevent the winter wind from making him feel at least a little cold. I should really buy a new jacket, this horrible low end job only covers the bills, and I never thought id get tired of ramen but I ate it every meal for the last few weeks. He thought to himself. "I need a new job, I would prefer anything but this, and hopefully something that pays better then minimum wage" He started talking to himself.
RING RING RING! echoed through the large warehouse, blundering through his pockets he pulled out his phone a silenced that alarm. "Why the hell is this going off! Its 6pm", earlier that day he absent minded set it to pm instead of am. The warehouse was almost completed dark except for a bit of light from the setting sun, any onlookers would only be able to even make out the color of Mark Gray's light sky blue eyes. However the phone light allowed him to notice a flashdrive from the corner of his eyesight. hmpf? did someone lose there porn or something? It was the kind of flash drive that the USB plug slid out from a switch on the side, a bright teal color with 16 gigs written in faded white. That's pretty big. Ill probably fill it with any computer games I pirate.
The drive was attached to a small keychain ring, It probably couldn't have fallen off to easily. After attaching it to his own set of keys he figured it was time to head home. It has been almost a hour, getting dark and he lives in a apartment a few blocks away. The only reason he came down here was to blow of some steam, due to his ex girlfriends drama. I hate that i broke her heart is a constant regret, but he just wasn't interested in women.