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Enzo wakes up to his alarm blaring and his daughter shaking him
“DAD! Daddddd wake upppp!” she climbs up to sit on him, “GET UPPPP!”
Running his hand though his hair as he sits up. “Dear, can you please get off me, I need to get dressed”, the tiredness still clinging to his voice.
“Okay, but I want pancakes”, she says before getting off him and heading out of the room.
Finally turning off the alarm Enzo picks up his phone to check the time, 6:00. He had slept in just for a little while. It makes sense why Viviana had been so dramatic about waking up. Grabbing his work uniform from the clean laundry basket and putting it on. He had recently signed up for a job promising a promotion if he finishes it alive. The job wanted him to clear out the rotten coral infestation that had taken over the blacksite. Ever sense that expendable had gotten the crystal out of there Urbanshade has been trying to clean the mess down there. He asked for backup down there and management said they would get someone to help. He hoped it was someone he could stand. Walking into the kitchen he sees Viviana glaring at him
“Father… I want pancakes.”, she said, trying her best to imitate him when he was mad. “You have taken too long and now your usefulness is over”, Viviana pulls out a nerf gun she was hiding behind her back shooting him square in the heart. Breaking character she starts giggling. “I got you!”
He reaches out patting her on the shoulder, “Great job kid, now lets get you those pancakes!”
“YES PANCAKES!”, she jumps up back on to the counter chairs
Grabbing the microwavable pancakes from the fridge because he would burn the house down if he actually tried to make pancakes. Enzo really wanted to get better at cooking but he never really had the time due to working and taking care of Viviana. However for now the microwavable pancakes will have to do, Viviana still enjoyed them at least. After she finishes her pancakes they get in the car. Enzo dropped Viviana off school heading to the dock
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Enzo was grabbing the shotgun Urbanshade had provided him for the job. He had heard some coworkers talking about how Urbanshade had so many people down in the blacksite. Something about sending unqualified people down there too. God he hates when someone unqualified has to do a job, all that ends is someone’s death… he has too much experience with that. He hopes he doesn’t have to deal with someone like that. All that would do is slow him down. Enzo starts to head out to the submarine bumping into someone on the way. In the process of trying to catch himself he pushes the other guy over. The shotgun he was holding clatters to the floor as he falls over.
This other Urbanshade worker disgruntledly shouts “What the hell dude!?”
Enzo realizing his mistake offers the man a hand to get up. “Sorry”, he says very briskly and to the point. Handing the man the shotgun he dropped before walking off. That man must have been a new hire Enzo thinks to himself. He has never seen that man before. Enzo always keeps track of his coworkers just to make sure they are all accounted for. It’s not like Urbanshade hasn’t lost employees before. Arriving at the submarine Enzo sees the man from earlier sitting inside, but before he can talk to him someone walks up to him.
“Hey Enzo, I'm here to brief you on the mission!” they say looking quite cheerful.
“Oh I already know” brushing them off he walks toward the mysterious man in the submarine. He was wearing the standard guard outfit his helmet set off to the side. He was messing with the shotgun, the man looked up at Enzo.
“Look who it is, so you pushed me over earlier and now I find out YOU’RE the one that drags me out here!?”, he huffs clearly annoyed at Enzo.
“It was an accident”, Enzo pauses for a moment. “And I have no idea what you mean by dragging you out here”.
“They never bother to tell you that due to being short staffed they sent me out here…”, anger tracing his voice, “Someone not even trained for this!?”
Enzo sits down beside him, “You're telling me Urbanshade sent someone untrained to help me?”. “God what were they thinking, I’d be better off alone”, he mutters. Before he can say anything else the submarine starts heading down.
They sit in silence for a while before the man speaks up “My name’s Oliver”
“My name is Enzo”, he reaches out his hand. “Nice to meet you”.
Oliver shakes his hand, “Nice to meet you too Enzo”.