I stood in front of the 24C OVM cage, racking my brains and counting my OVM for the 4th time. It's one of those futile attempts trying to tallying the tank platoon's OVM.
I threw my hands up in despair and sat on a grease tub. Nothing's going to work!
At this moment, my phone rang. It's my PS. No way am I going to answer it when I'm thinking so hard.
10seconds later. "WAHLAU EHHHHH!"
My phone rang again. This time round, it's my PC. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down before depressing the "answer" button.
"hellooo? wassup?" I squeezed the words out of my throat, trying to sound as sweet as possible.
"erm. bad news. some guy is coming to do an OVM check in an hour's time." he was in his usual demeanour, still as composed as ever.
I instantly hung up, ran to my cage, and to my horror, a 17-19 came alive.
"Haha. told you to get the indent for the shortfalls ealier right?"That sly-ness in his grin was overpowering.
I ignored it, and turned away. The next thing i knew, a 5kg hammer came flying towards my head.
And it became dark.
"I can't stand it. That KaiSiang is so damned forgetful. He left without locking the cages. SEE! even the keys are here!" My PS' distinct voice woke me up.
I tried to wiggle a little, but i couldn't move. Staring down, i realised I can't see my legs either. Then my PS came towards me, picked me up, and put his finger through my mouth and started twirling me.
OHMYTIAN! I BECAME A 17-19!
He placed me onto the shelf, just beside THAT 17-19 that could speak. Then, I saw that evil smile on my PS' face.
No. That expression looked familiar. HE LOOKS LIKE THAT 17-19!
He locked up the cage. It was dark once more. -------------------------- I woke up, ran to on the lights and looked at the clock. It's 0255.