Chapter 2: Troublesome Customer

The rest of the night passed by in a blur and Kyle found himself back home wondering what the deal with the lady he countered in the shop was.

People in California were typically disrespectful but not only did she make a mess of the shop with her wet clothes and muddy shoes, she was rude at that.

Kyle didn't understand why it was so hard for people to be kind but he didn't care much as long as they didn't bother him like this lady did.

She walked out of the shop after receiving a call soon after he forbade her from smoking but something told him that she would have done whatever she wanted either way.

In hindsight, if it was anyone of promint stature th he would be in trouble ev if he was in the right as the store owner would most likely side with them.

Celebrities were everywhere in this city and they always got prefertial treatmt but with so many upcoming people in the industry, it was impossible to keep track.

Kyle didn't understand the worship but once again, as long as his bills were paid.

He didn't care about anything outside of his immediate sphere.

The one-bedroom flat he lived in barely had any furniture, just a chair and a table with an old TV hung on the wall.

It wasn't like he was getting any coochie so there was no point spding more money than needed as he didn't ev have time to have a social life.

Kyle heard his stomach rumbling like an earthquake was about to tear it down and at that momt, he realized that he hadn't gott dinner.

He was supposed to pick up leftovers at a discount from the restaurant, they did this for meals that wer't touched or barely eat.

It was against restaurant policy but Kyle used the neat old "it is for my dog" trick to escape judgmt.

The fact that they resold it to him, however, was strange but Kyle didn't complain because he knew the cost of these things.

"Fucking hell... Universe 7. Kyle 0," Kyle said under his breath as he unwillingly took himself to his fridge but he already knew that there was nothing there to eat.

He just oped it and stared at it, all there was milk that he didn't ev know was good or not with leftover food that wasn't suitable for human consumption.

"You do only live once..." Kyle thought to himself, weighing the option before him before quickly pushing the idea out of his head.

"I guess no dinner tonight..." Kyle muttered to himself in defeat, dragging his feet across the floor as he crashed into his bed.

But his phone buzzed, Kyle already knew who it was as he didn't have anyone that check up on him.

He had no frids and just as he thought, it was his landlord threating to evict him if he failed to pay rt this week.

Kyle couldn't be mad at Mr Jones, he was a kind man that has be understanding of his situation and ev waved a few paymts but he wasn't running a charity, he was running a business.

He was a divorced man in his late forties, he didn't exactly have many options in the dating market.

"Your man boy here ruined my bag and I request a full refund!" The lady barked at Ryder and only th did Kyle see that this bag had a Louis Vuitton logo embedded on it but he was sure that it wasn't the same bag she had brought here the day before.

However, he knew that no one would believe him so he wanted to see how his boss would react to this news.

"That bag... It probably can feed me for a month or two..." Kyle thought to himself, realizing that there was no way in hell he could afford that bag and would go into debt if he tried.

"I-I'm so sorry! I will make sure he pays you every pny this bag's worth!" Ryder said and the disgust Kyle felt building inside of him was unlike anything he had felt.

This was his life, people thought they could take advantage of him whever they pleased but who could blame them?

He had no way to fight back and the man with her, Kyle noticed he had a badge on him so this was a policeman.

"Do you have any evidce?" Kyle asked, he was soft-spok to the point that people mistook him as timid.

"What?" Calista questioned, her tongue ready to lash at him at any giv momt.

"I asked if you had evidce?" Kyle repeated himself and that was wh the police officer brought a device and showed Kyle a video that he couldn't ev recall happing.

The video showed Kyle being aggressive towards her by basically ripping her bag strap.

"What the fuck is this?" Kyle thought but little did he know that this was how far AI had come.

This was a struggling actress and she couldn't exactly sponsor the life she lived so she had to find other means for that lifestyle to be maintained.

Kyle didn't ev know how to defd himself and wasn't to, no one would believe him.

"That is fine... How much is it to sew back the handle?" Kyle said but this was the biggest mistake he could have made at that momt.

If he died it th they would have to have a proper investigation but the fact that he accepted it acted as a confession.

"Luckily for you, Miss Calista is not interested in pressing charges as long as you get her a new bag," The officer said and Kyle simply chuckled.

"Did he say something funny!?" Calista barked, of all the people to scam she chose him but Kyle knew that this was payback for stopping her from smoking in his shop.

"Oh right, let me just get out the $6,000 I have lying a gott from my luxurious job..." Kyle mocked her but this only made his situation worse.

Long story short, the police officer allowed Kyle to transfer everything he had in his account to her, which was barely up to $,000 but that wasn't the worst of it, Kyle also lost his job.

And that was how he found himself at the edge of a bridge, ready to d it until an evt that changed his life transpired came to pass.