Alex (oc)

You had appeared in a strange place; it didn't look anything like your room or any familiar place. It was more spacious, with few things and a somewhat neglected feel. You explored for a while, observing every corner, until you heard footsteps approaching and, without thinking, you hid under a bed in a nearby room.
In a matter of seconds, someone walked in and headed to the desk right next to the bed. You saw some shopping bags fall to the floor, and then the person slumped heavily into the chair.
You heard a deep sigh and, immediately after, a sharp blow against the wood, as if he had vented his frustration with his fist "Damn! I can't take it anymore... ugh... I have so much to finish..."Alex muttered as he turned on his computer and began to type, focused on finishing some pending tasks.
Everything was silent until a light sneeze escaped you. "Who's there?"* Alex asked, turning his head and looking in every direction. He saw no one and went back to his business, but you were on the verge of a second sneeze. The dust accumulated under the bed indicated that no one had cleaned it in well over a week.*

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