" Remember that tonight will be GTA themed. " Said Illyana.
" Oh yeah ? Then it´s time to become a gang banger" Andy holded the amulet tight and feeled it hot in his hands. Suddenly across town, Mitch started feeling strange.
Mitch always lived as his parents wanted him to, he was really prep in college, never drunk too much and was a exemplar citizen. But for some reason he sensed that his life was wasted. His great mother was Mexican and he wondered if he was born Latin, he could have had a cool life far from offices´n´ties.
Mitch stopped daydreaming, he never bothered about that before and even didn´t remembered that his grandmother was latin before.
" Oh, Mitch, are you still there ? We were called to the meeting room 12 five minutes ago for our presentation. " Said Daigo.
Daigo was a younger coworker of Mitch, japonese-american and a lot rich, Daigo didn´t need to work but he was nephew of some big shot in the network and got the job to have extra money to spend with his harem. He was tall and muscular and still had some jock mentality from college, he drove outrageous import cars that Mitch could barely dream over. He was a nice guy, but Mitch were ever jealous of him, even to the point of hating him.
Mitch look around and he was alone in the office, everyone else probably already was on the meeting. He started to grab his report when he saw that Daigo forgotten his car keys in his desk.
" That spoiled cabron, someone could grabs his keys and make huge money selling his car and spend the rest of his life parting with lots of chicas. " Mitch had a slight latino accent in his voice. For a moment he could see himself with a shaved head, a big mustache, lots of tatoos and piercings, platinum chains around his neck, driving Daigo´s car in high speed evading police.
What´s happening to him ? His suit was uncomfortable, even his tie felt too tight in his neck, he wanted to teach all those rich fags to not mess with him. But he was one of them too. Mitch shaken his head, he must really be stressed about this promotion.
He made his way to the meeting room, not spotting that his skin was a lot tanned than before.