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There was Joss, waiting in the line at the post office. He constantly checked whether he brought the right bills to pay. He had them all in order, the electric bill, the phone bill, and the house taxes. The line was long, but it moved fast. Though, Joss was a bit annoyed with the elderly lady constantly trying to take his place. She was doing it so obviously that Joss wondered how people around them could just ignore it. But, they probably had their own problems to worry about.

The lady behind him would not give up so easily. She moved to the left, then she moved to the right, and Joss moved along with her, blocking her way each time. They looked like they were dancing a very strange waltz, to the music only the two of them could hear. Luckily, Joss was next for the paying, so he prevented her complete success. The old lady did not seem pleased with this, as she let out a loud growl as she remained behind. As he paid his due to the state, Joss wondered why she would even want to take his place. Moving just one step closer to the clerk desk would not get her much farther. It is not like she would skip ten places at once.

Joss thought it must have been his face. He had that expression which was always somewhere between bored, tired, and utterly disinterested. So, people naturally assumed that he was easily tricked, and even if he would see through their deception, he would not mind much. He wished he could change something about it. Often, he would practise making his eyes appear cold and serious. That did not always work the way he wanted to. It was exhausting for him to pretend that he was menacing, that he was in charge of himself and the situation at all times.

On his way from the post office, it started raining. Joss thought it would be sunny all day, so he did not carry any umbrella. Of course, it was not long before he was completely soaked. He ran for a bit, but then he gave up because he realized it was only making it worse. Joss stopped at the traffic light, where, all of a sudden, a car turned and splashed the water from the nearby pond all over Joss. It was quite obvious that it was a bad day for him.

When he got home, he took off his wet clothes, locked the door, closed the windows to keep the cold out and the decided not to leave until the world seemed more welcoming of him. That was, until next morning, when he needed to turn in the papers which released him from paying back his student loan. He collected every single paper that was required, but he was still anxious about finally sending it. Just like with his bills, he went through all the approvals and lists to make sure that they were all there and that there was no way by which the authorities could turn him down.